There lies a lonestar crumpled up,
Beneath an array of comets.
It's tranquil yet a vile insanity,
Lying naked in aid of viability.
Is it disgraceful to embrace the light from within,
Or is it a curse to turn to those.
Who shine their vague light upon us,
Bequeathing us to their fake intensity.
A silent sigh echoes in the arena,
Unheard by the petty crowd.
The tears drenched in shimmery glitters,
Misunderstood as jovial laughter.
A coercing gaze fixated upon the lonestar,
It's sheer comrade of diamonds.
So fragile yet turbulent,
Still it's sanity untouched by all earthly insanity.
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Soul Strings
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