We stare at those city lights,
Wondering if we could shine as bright as them.
But our lights burned out too soon.
Now, we are lost in the darkness
of our own
Shadows.
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Glass Heart
PoetryLove is like the wind, you can't see it, but you sure can feel it. Every heart is very fragile if you don't know how to hold it.
lights
We stare at those city lights,
Wondering if we could shine as bright as them.
But our lights burned out too soon.
Now, we are lost in the darkness
of our own
Shadows.
