Starry Eyed

*You left your mark

A stain I can't wash away

I know

You're watching

I can feel it*

 

I can't reach the stars

No matter how hard I try

I try But they're too far

The stars in your eyes

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I beg them to stay

Fo rthe sun not to rise

I can't wait for the day

When the night never dies

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How could you do this to me

I know your eyes can see

Why won't you set me free

It's getting harder to breath

 

 

It's the days when I sleep

Letting the sun dry my cries

While I fight not to weep

For my wide empty skies

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After the suns done bleaching my heart

And I've told my daily lies

I watch the stars form their art

My only reminder of your eyes

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Author's Note

I came up with this the other day, and my good friend automatically decided she wanted to make it into a song. Tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Rambling Prose]

My first thought upon reading the title was: another starry eyed poem of bliss. To my surprise, it was quite the opposite & very well done indeed! To me, this piece expresses a deep yearning to see the love's shimmering glitter in eyes that are apparently closed to this love.

I love that you steered away from the mundane clich� in penning: Letting the sun dry my cries, rather than; Letting the sun dry my eyes.

I've sent you a note to address minor typo(s)

Beautifully written...

[kitty_kelley]

I love it...
It could be a good song, like a sceamy death metal one ^_^
Or it could be a poem, about stars and loss and the will to overcome ^_^
But I either way, I really do love it.