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Sep 2016
When I first met you, your eyes shone with the beauty of the stars twinkling above me.
As time passed the shine began to fade, as I got to know you I learned of why.
Why, I ask...do people beat upon you?
It was as if I was watching your world burn
I lost you for a while, and for months on end I wondered if you were ok...
The next time I saw you, it was as if your heart was as cracked as the sky before a storm...
Why, I ask...do people beat upon you?
I wished to help you more than anything else But I never got the chance
Now as we sit here in limbo, I watch your heart bleed the tears your eyes will not shed.
It
kills me
To see you this way...
Every chance not taken is an opportunity lost...
Written by
Charlie Harman  23/M/Iowa USA
(23/M/Iowa USA)   
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