Falling Stars
Disappointment comes -
Putting my hand out for falling stars
That called to me -
Then they miss.
Putting my hand out for falling stars
That called to me -
Then they miss.
Water can burn -
The sting
Of you not liking
The beautiful thing I did.
Then someone will see me,
In my creation
And I walk through the hurt
Into the universe I was meant to live in.
LJ Ireton
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