The Stars

December 26, 2009
The red,orange,and yellow twirled together,
Dancing with the wind in a magical way,
The stars sat there crying under the moon,
Their world would soon be black,
Black with ashes,
Everything would be charred soon,
Their sins would not be erased,
Their world would be wiped clean,
No animals,
No people,
No plants,
No life,
They got tired of it,
They looked at it burning,
Their tears turning to black,
Sitting on top of the clouds,
Everything burned under them,
Forever dead,
Forever sad,
Forever empty
From somethign beautiful to soemthing terrible

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