My Star
By Makarov20

I'm searching for my star,
looking every night to the sky
for an answer, a reason.
I can't seem to find it though.
It isn't there, or my heart isn't.
Looking in the wrong place maybe,
or in the wrong eyes possibly.
Looking for a star, bright
and sparkling.  But my star
isn't there, it has already fallen,
and my one wish has been taken.

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