I look up at the stars, They used to smile at me. But all I know now is the chill of their taunts, The searing pain of their laughter. And they care nothing for those they hurt. Those shunned, those rejected. Turning away, I shiver. The silent tears stream down my face. I look up again at the stars, pleading, begging Asking them to end my sorrow. They ignore my plea. As I walk away from their tormenting voices, I look up at the stars once more, And whisper his name.Birth sign: Not entered
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