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Starrlett Aug 2013
As bright as the sun
As cold as the moon
They will whisper to me soon
Warning me to stay away
But it's no use
Your eyes fill my dreams,
Your hand muffles my screams,
Pain enters my back
And I feel something inside me crack,
But as the pain flows
I start to go
I feel myself being lifted,
And I know at once that I am being gifted,
To the Heavens above I fly
I look down at you and wave goodbye
For this is my time
You have made that so
So let me go peacefully
As I start to fade.

— The End —