the star i once was
2025-02-22
did my spirit went where it belonged
among the dead stars
i see in the night sky
thinking how alive
did i stare too much
the yearning star i contained
did i set it free
am i starless
am i spiritless
why did i have to stare so hard
what the fuck was i thinking
what the fuck was i supposed to do
i was a star
i was the star
i belonged up there
turns out
im nothing but a mere slave cursed to carry this body
the body i despise
the eyes that see
see the star i once was
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