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Apr 2018
There I saw a lovely gal

dancing and popping in every corner of the stage

she sang and hummed a lovely tune

like a nightingale serenading the moon



I saw her then and stand and gaze

it's only her, everything went haze

she walks on fire, that's why she's ablaze

Didn't show a sign of faze



but the day was young

and so was the years of ours

I thought it would be fair to her

to love her with my broken parts



So I stood and wait a thousand years

charging up, fighting these fears

and there I stood, prepared to race

to find out, someone took my place



here I put my silent grief

in a piece of paper or internet post

I weep as the chance I lost

was forever in the bliss of wind



Like the moon, without a sun I lost my light

Like a child, I seek comfort in a lullaby

So now I still adore from afar

as I lost the wish from my shooting star
Written by
Isaiah Abarra  18/M
(18/M)   
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