Dead Star.

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He wished upon a star 12 years back

The day she last heard his soft tone.

He left with a million unanswered questions

Only to never return back home.

He wandered off alone into the darkness

For several years he was lost,

Before he found himself

Amid blinding lights and the blessings of his past.

Twelve years down the road

He still missed her gentle embrace,

Had everything he ever wished for

But was devoid of her loving grace.

She fell asleep in tears every night

Clinging on to the last captured frame,

Until she closed her eyes for the last time one night

With no one to hold for the blame.

Abandoning the only woman he ever loved

His only regret that can never be undone.

The woman who cried every time she heard his name

To her, he always would be her runaway son.

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