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My Shooting Star

Lonely as a lost bird you are, dreams of lightening from afar- To say you’re sad doesn’t make it right, stepped in the ring yet lost the fight- One day you’ll be my s h o o t i n g star. The m o m e n t you step in that car, will be the last and leave a scar- You’ll be so close but out of sight... SUICIDE WINS Went for a walk stepped in a bar, watched a sad man play his guitar- With each drink your soul did excite, then l e f t and got high as a kite- Laid down became my shooting star... SUICIDE WINS Date Written: September 14, 2016

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Date: 9/14/2016 11:08:00 AM
wow..."shooting star"..two reasons and meanings have been given by this poem..
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