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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Stars Taunt Us

Dazzling Stars that shine too bright
How do we know that you really exist?
Could you be an illusion we invented?
A brief figment,
Brought forth to cause us sorrow?
For having seen such beauty,
Why should we breathe?
Or is it a tease?
This real life,
We can only feign touch?
Is this all
A hallucination,
Or dying brain trying,
To convince us, to hold on?
I think I like that least of all.