When I was
little, my mom would say
The people we love become stars
They go to the kingdom of benevolent gods
And smile upon us from afar.
Little did I know that the day would dawn
My own breath would become distant too
I can see you on horizons floating away
Out of reach, on your journeys new.
I remember the days when in my heart
You shared my space, without a care
I will wonder forever what tore you apart
A stranger, whose eyes never stray here.
I know my soul didn't hear you wrong
You sang the same songs as me
Your octave was another pitch but still
We made a near perfect symphony
The people we love become stars
They go to the kingdom of benevolent gods
And smile upon us from afar.
Little did I know that the day would dawn
My own breath would become distant too
I can see you on horizons floating away
Out of reach, on your journeys new.
I remember the days when in my heart
You shared my space, without a care
I will wonder forever what tore you apart
A stranger, whose eyes never stray here.
I know my soul didn't hear you wrong
You sang the same songs as me
Your octave was another pitch but still
We made a near perfect symphony
MS
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