flashes of past come and go before my eyes, inside and out. sounds of you and sounds of me, and words from nowhere crash into the paper and the sheet burns into ashes of existence. tears and smiles, crushing heart beats and deep breaths, still no one's around.
out to the streets and i stare at the moon and the stars but they wouldn't shine as bright as her smile. and i dream of love and life.
imitation of silver and gold everywhere, everybody wants it but i don't want to care, though i have to use it too, so it's getting time to negotiate but never beg.
looking back and she may not know it, but she makes me happy just being around. my years disappear even as i look in the mirror and notice some wear to it. and she keeps shining trough the night.
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