When I stayed a moment,
I stayed a smile,
I had my mother,
I saw a shooting star,
But I saved that wish,
I wasted a shooting star,
All for an empty nothing.
Now that I need my mother,I need that saved wish,
I wait for the next star,
To shoot down my wish true,
Let me be your expectation,
Please shoot down my wish true,
Let me be her expectation.
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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.