Night Sky
With all the stars in the night sky dreams begin
Reality emerges lies surface
Drama unfolds souls are hurt from within
Years of time wasted with no real purpose
Thousands of interactions with no end
No end life is worthless and pointless
Either to stop or to keep to the end
Trecherous obsticles become limitless
Exist within the deepness of the mind
Every secret kept within the dreams
Never left from the safety of the mind
Light of trust shot across the sky in beam
Deteriorating and decaying
Shatterin of the stars start beginning
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