Sunday, October 31, 2004

Stars drip down as fallen tears,
blackening as they roll.
They used to be so bright, shining glitter in your eyes.
No one can write your life as a fairy tale.
You used to smile at the cracks in the sidewalk.
Falling in an upside down umbrella as a black star.
No one can frown as beautiful as you.

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