We are all stardusts,
specks who don't belong.
Consumed by wanderlust,
we travel with a song.
We are all melodies,
in this dying world.
We are without harmonies,
clashing each word.
And now our tune,
is long gone.
The love here on earth -
unfortunately done.
So here we are as dusts,
the stars we have had left.
The twinkle has since faded,
our souls in hatred and detest.
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Stardust
PoetryStardust (n.) - For we are all specks in this world full of lost souls and broken hearts. - In which a young, ink-stained girl, talks about the thoughts that haunts her. --x full synopsis inside. immerse yourself in an uncanny girl's deep ocean of t...
