Looking at the stars thinking,
Maybe, just maybe, one day.
I'll shine that bright.
So lost in a sea of darkness,
surrounded by stars.
Maybe. Just maybe.
Time stisks by and my stars slowly fade,
Just maybe I'll shine enough,
To light my own way.
shooting stars.
Consilations.
Friends.
Shooting stars.
They all shine in the end.
As each star fades away,
Or falls steadily from the sky.
I can't help but wish.
I can't help but hope.
That I'll shine that bright,
Just maybe have my own light.














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