The Fault In Our Stars

mya

tore a piece of 
me to stop your bleeding 
but your wounds were 
too deep, and stardust inadequate, 
and suddenly,
everything became my fault.
if you had 
given me a chance to shine,
you would've known 
that all stars, faint and famous,
die in the end.

  • Author: Mya H. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 28th, 2024 06:32
  • Category: Unclassified
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