Stars

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Stars // O.E

Stars are like people,
They live and die.
No one knows how, when or why.

Stars are like people,
They shine outside.
But no one knows,
What is hidden inside.

Can they think, feel , breathe , smile?
Or were they always meant,
To just live and die?

When they fall,
Is it to make someone's wish come true ?
Or maybe they think,
Someone will fall for them too?

The stars are with us forever,
When will they go?
Maybe now, maybe never.

Stars are like people,
they live and die.
We'll never know
how, when or why..


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A/N:

So this is the first poem I've ever written. It is also my favorite.
I'd love to hear what you guys think, and to learn from my mistakes.

Hopefully you liked it :)

Thanks for reading ❤️

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