Thursday, September 5, 2013

Shooting Stars

I had no list
For Santa Claus
I had no wishes
For the shooting stars
I couldn't afford
To dream or hope
For the world is no
Wish granting factory
And yet as the night ended
Another day gone by
We stood there
Hand in hand
Watching the waves crash
Into each other
Our hearts beating as one
Yearning for all that we can't have

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