How insignificant i feel.
When i look up to the stars
Now hiden in grey smudges of ink
Again i feel the paper flat against my hand
As it forms a rough ball
The size of my heart
Torn and tattered.
No more stars
To guide my ship at night.
We used to dance along the walls
We used to dance along these walls
We used to dance along these fucking walls
We used to dance at night
To catch that star that split down that night.
And cradle heaven between my palms.
In eden we will see
No more tears to blur my sight.
These words will never reach
This letter will never be sent.
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