
Bleeding StarlightBleeding Starlight
I fell from the heavens, Wrenched from my cosmic search, And my kin, To the strangeness of earth, And I was bleeding starlight.
Plucked from the sky, By great white hands, Nothing more than a bird in a cage, A pretty face with nothing inside, But a broken soul, And I was bleeding starlight.
I flew my coop to return, Only to find my wings were clipped, And I fell from my golden bars, Through the burning air, Watching as my home spun away, And I was bleeding starlight.
The waters reached up to catch me, Slipping through their fingers I was only swallowed, Drowning in the unknown, Not sure what breathing was, And I was ble Bleeding Starlightin Poetry
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I love youI wish the words I love you, Could put a band-aid on that bleeding heart, The the sheer force of my affections, Could be the strength to hold you together. I wish the words I love you, Could heal the cuts and scars alike, That they would set all wrongs right, And take all the pain away. I wish the words I love you, Could carry over that emotion of mine, Which seems to big for just three little words, But know that I mean them just as much. The words I love you, Are powerful indeed, But not powerful enough it seems. I love youin Poetry
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