Light up a star for me,
burn me in its lap,
a wannabe phoenix,
a parody of disasters,
dimes on my corpse,
snowing in acres,
acres of space,
gaze after gaze,
peddling sunny nights,
the dead moon,
pulls in all of me,
in grasses having
a darker side.

©songbriti

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