Monday, August 8, 2016

[Poetry] Leaving

[15/07/16] Leaving

She was a star;
bright, enchanting,
gazed at like no other.

She was a star;
utterly flawless and unreachable,
admired only from afar.

She was a star;
and even with her last bit of fuel,
never wished to disappear.

Now, she is a black dwarf;
just another star,
that has ceased to shine.

She, however, is eternal;
for they keep reminiscing about her,
and what a beautiful star she was.


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