Your love was a star
You showed it as if it was forever burning and alive
It wasn't
The love that seemed so alive had been dead for so long
It was gone

I was a star
I seemed so bright and alive during the night
But I had been gone for years but no one could tell

I'm not a star anymore
I am a person
I do not shine bright when I am gone
I don't shine
I shine bright when I am here
When I am alive I am alive
When I am dead I am dead

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