People die to live amongst the stars.
Stars look down,and bitch about him.
Even the stars pray for his life,
Look, Even the celestial is scared of evil.
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I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
