starlit delusions
At midnight, I look to the sky I search for stars shooting by But they aren't there Like they are every night But when I close my eyes, I can see them shine Shooting by in perfect lines Or dotting the unfound world outside I see the nights I fell in love with Even if it was all a myth When I look at old photos, they don't look the same Maybe the stars had always been fake
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