My Star
Mostly seen in shades of grey,
this empty world of mine.
But, somehow, when I'm with you
the colors start to shine.
I have found my guiding star,
in this endless dark night.
Everything I see,
no more, I do not fear.
All though, at night I still cry,
and downward in spirals I go,
you are there to guide me,
my North Star.
You are there in my heart,
showing me how to get through.
by
LadyMorpheusposted on 12/31/1969
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