My Shooting Stars

If I had a shooting star,
The wishes I would keep.
All of the struggles of this dying world.
The hunting's of the weak..

For every single mother,
Lost in atrocity.
For every cancer patient,
Who wished you could hear his screams.

For every little girl,
Who misses her family.
All you need is a glint of hope.
To see, is to believe.

If I had a shooting star,
The wishes I would keep.
All of the struggles of this dying world,
The hunting's of the weak.





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