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mirage

My head is the loudest at night
Your words screaming
at the back of my skull
I tell my head no
Do not fall in love
With the mirage
But living inside me
A suppressed adventurous girl
She follows the horizon
To catch the stars
One fell in her hand
And she wanted it all
Desperation turned into grief
As the skies denied her wishes
Everynight she comes back waiting
Waiting for the skies to fall
But they didn't
The twinkling stars
Eyeing her with pity
Until cowardly years fell
And along with hope
She died inside