He stands
Stands upon frail legs
It's a cold night
And walking home, he remembers the tone in her voice
The sheer beauty of every word that slipped off her tongue
Optimistic about the future
But remaining realistic as well
Yet no grasp on reality could keep his heart beating
He's loosing his grip on himself
The stars define him as needing affection and attention
Yet he has none
And so the stars watch him burn out
As they have many brothers and sisters
He and the stars share a difference, however
Stars produce a light of their own
While he relies on the light of a star
To make himself shine
But his star has left him in the dark
Left him in a struggle to ignite his own flame
But he and the stars share something in common
Humans watch brothers and sisters die off
Watch friends burn out
But in the end
No matter if the inner flame is ignited
His soul will become one with the stars
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