When you're at the end of the road
And the sunset appears to fade
Look to the other side
And a new sun is made
The stars may shine bright
And will be there no matter what
But scars will stay forever
Each and every single cut
Your sun isn't a star
And a star isn't the sun
But they both can be bright
After all the damage is done.
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Footprints
PoetryMy third collection of poetry about everything that life may throw at us. Love, sadness, death...
