For the hundred shooting stars to fall
-and cover with light
the emptiest heart I've seen
For even I cant—
For Im a mere piece
Of the whole you
That never seem full
But empty
—the voices echoes
endlessly I follow
Reaching nothing
For the depth of your soul
Carves deeper than the truth
—and am a lie
And it glows
Lighter than my skin
Lighter than my world
Yet not lighter
than the pair of everglowing rush
—staring; mi amor
look into my direction
Im waiting,
—to be seen
Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 12:37 PM UTC
For the hundred shooting stars to fall
-and cover with light
the emptiest heart I've seen
For even I cant—
For Im a mere piece
Of the whole you
That never seem full
But empty
—the voices echoes
endlessly I follow
Reaching nothing
For the depth of your soul
Carves deeper than the truth
—and am a lie
And it glows
Lighter than my skin
Lighter than my world
Yet not lighter
than the pair of everglowing rush
—staring; mi amor
look into my direction
Im waiting,
—to be seen
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