"Stars burn brightly but they don't last forever.
For one day it may burn out and will turn into something no one will remember.
A star was praised for its bright fire,yet this praise dissapeared the moment the star burns out.
Everything for the star will fade within the wind,the words spoken will be nothing but a past shout.
I used to be a star,but not anymore.
I had my time to burn,yet that time had dissapeared forevermore.
My purpose has faded and so did I.
And I just wish,that I was still in the sky."
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Words of the Wind
PoetryJust a simple person wanting to experience the world in a better way by writing poetry.Warning I am not a poet nor do I excel in English,so please do not be disappointed.Most of it will be angst but it will depend on you on what every poems meaning...
