Dont be afraid to love the stars,
They are the ones
That will keep you alive
In the times of scars.

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You're just like the essence of the first rainfall of June,
Silent, mysterious and strange.
Just like a story yet to be read again.
A story that is itself so beautiful that neither leaves nor ever dies,
Just exists in tits and bits like the first sunshine of January.
A sunshine that drives away all the melancholy and brings euphoria
even on the gloomiest of times
and falls on my heart like the feathers of Dove giving the birth to infinite love

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Silent days whisper me a voice that is both melancholic and yet beautiful to experience

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Pain knocks on my door and whispers words just like how melancholy seeps through the night

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just like the stars, they tell me the secrets behind my laughter

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The years will pass, the days will go,
But always remember to smile wherever the winds blow

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Maybe we are too old to love again and too young to let it go

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We ran into our unsaid tomorrows and wondered why the yesterdays never stayed

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If love would have been everything, then people would never cry

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And those dark corners of my heart cannot understand the light

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