Star

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A star was lost.
From the very procrastination to the very execution.
A star used to shine.
Look at him closely
How dense his hair is.
Feels like that rage of the sun rays brought to the glasses.
Like a star
He was born.
Yet he used to hide
Under his embarrassment.
Rather than months and years
It took him light years to meet again.
But just like stars.
He used to be hers.
Look at him,
How indifferent his eyes are.
Feels like that rage of the heart that broke her to million pieces.

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Roy Aishwarjyo

Roy Aishwarjyo

A Computer Science and Engineering student. Interested in Computer Science, business analytics ,research and editing.

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