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she is the star
She is the star, in the distant point, where I hold my gaze,
sparklin´ point that makes me go,
to the universe of my existence.
She is the star that shines whenever the night falls,
that gives me encouragement, for a moment the dark night,
that I contemplate.
She is the star, that shines away
stuck in the bounds of time that the silence built,
Ii look at her through my window of life,
That her time has lent me, and I always give to her my gaze,
whenever the night falls, with my hair testifying
She is the star, that walks with me
on the dark side of my existence that way I can't see,
Ii prepare the message for the messenger to delivery,
but Ii hit the walls of time,
It´s far....so far, in a place without the breeze of the window,
no time...no air to breathe...only the light And I look,
and thinking about the secrets of the existence.
She is the star, that makes me think, that the shine
is the mirror of happiness in her eyes, and I’m quiet...just looking,
making to her happiness, my happiness.
without waiting to believe, that one day the point of light
won't be there, the world....my world it will be blacker
than the deepest darkness and I’ll be bound in the fetters of time,
that her silence built.
Published 28th Jan 2020
Author's Note
a star that can be anything that is dear to us, but that we cannot reach
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28th Jan 2020 10:24am
I went through and corrected some if your typos, otherwise you did a good job with this one... Here is my corrected version:
She is the star, in the distance, where I hold my gaze,
Sparkling point that makes me go,
to the universe of my existence.
She is the star that shines on whenever the night falls,
That gives me encouragment,
for a moment that night as I contemplate
She is the star, that shines away,
stuck in the bonds of time that the silence built.
I look at her through my window of life,
that her time lent me,
and I always give to her my gaze,
whenever the night falls, with my hair testifying.
She is the star, that walks with me
on the dark side of my existence Guiding my way when I can't see.
I prepare the message for the messenger to deliver,
but I hit the walls of time,
it's far....so far away, in a place without the breeze of the window,
No time...no air to breathe...only the light I look for,
Thinking about the secrets of they existence.
She is the star that makes me think,
I see the mirror of happiness in her eyes,
and I'm quiet...just looking,
making to her happiness, my happiness.
Without waiting to believe, that one day the point of light
won't be there, the world.... And my world will be blacker
than the deepest darkness and I'll be stuck in the fetters of time,
that her silence built.
She is the star, in the distance, where I hold my gaze,
Sparkling point that makes me go,
to the universe of my existence.
She is the star that shines on whenever the night falls,
That gives me encouragment,
for a moment that night as I contemplate
She is the star, that shines away,
stuck in the bonds of time that the silence built.
I look at her through my window of life,
that her time lent me,
and I always give to her my gaze,
whenever the night falls, with my hair testifying.
She is the star, that walks with me
on the dark side of my existence Guiding my way when I can't see.
I prepare the message for the messenger to deliver,
but I hit the walls of time,
it's far....so far away, in a place without the breeze of the window,
No time...no air to breathe...only the light I look for,
Thinking about the secrets of they existence.
She is the star that makes me think,
I see the mirror of happiness in her eyes,
and I'm quiet...just looking,
making to her happiness, my happiness.
Without waiting to believe, that one day the point of light
won't be there, the world.... And my world will be blacker
than the deepest darkness and I'll be stuck in the fetters of time,
that her silence built.
28th Jan 2020 2:00pm
