I'm not a star]
The cool metalic taste of the water beneath me quenches my thirst for one last defining moment. As i lay there soaked and aching from my body, i realise that i am not dieing but becoming reborn, reborn with hopes and dreams which scatter the sky further than the brightest star.A star which gleams back at me with envious eyes,
for stars die over thousands of years...yet i live for just a breath of it,
But i realise with all the life the star has, it will never have what i have, for what i have is true life, what i have is love.
I am not a star and never will be. Read more...

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