☆The Death Of A Star☆

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Black suit
Black lace
Amongst the ghostly snow
A glittering dichotomy
Night and day
Moon and sun

Dead and gone
Red roses on a headstone
In the world's grieving— Behold!
An enchanting glow, beaming
Via moonlit tears

Over the years, the nights don't seem as cold
Eventually, light becomes dark
(And vice versa)
Shadows will continue to dance
Just as the leaves crumble to their death

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