Stars are like the past
Sweet memories
Its always there
But you can only see them all
Only when you are in the darker side
I cried when I see the glazing stars today.
It was like as if the stars were telling me stories.
They were so glazing like how sweet memories were.
They were too high up,
like how you can't go back to your memories
Out of reach
They were just there;
like there in ur mind
and appear only when you are down?
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