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Fate
I look up at the stars.
As they shine, they shine.
A little less than your eyes did.
That's all I could do.
Compare yourself to everything.
And let you win.
Over me or celestial's shine
But never with fate.
Maybe my letters look beautiful unfolded.
I wish my eyes would, too.
without admiring yours.
Perhaps it will never happen.
They said death is end of life
So should I call it death
When our story ended unfinished
Not yours
Perhaps only mine.
I maybe be dead
But you still breathing
In you and inside me too.
In you
And perhaps more in me.
I wish I would too.
But perhaps fate of mine
never meant to.
© kirti Deep
As they shine, they shine.
A little less than your eyes did.
That's all I could do.
Compare yourself to everything.
And let you win.
Over me or celestial's shine
But never with fate.
Maybe my letters look beautiful unfolded.
I wish my eyes would, too.
without admiring yours.
Perhaps it will never happen.
They said death is end of life
So should I call it death
When our story ended unfinished
Not yours
Perhaps only mine.
I maybe be dead
But you still breathing
In you and inside me too.
In you
And perhaps more in me.
I wish I would too.
But perhaps fate of mine
never meant to.
© kirti Deep
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