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"Heavy Star Moving"


I stayed up all night to watch the stars.
I counted all the stars,
while scathing my scars,
letting my soul burn.
I was looking for a pattern,
but there was none.
I tried looking for reasons,
but neither the sadness nor the fun
felt as heavy as the midnight sun.
I was in the darkest of my nights.
Nonchalantly taking flight
to escape my demons,
and all the un-juiced lemons.
I was slowly losing sight.
On the verge of giving up the fight.
But, like everything that is right,
the light won't let itself out of sight.
The dawn breaks open like a phoenix. 






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