In this world so dark and bleak,
There are many who are timid and meek.
Such a dark place to find such a bright star,
It is sad to reach it you must go so far.
I am so close but the distance is still great,
In getting there, I must trust fate.
On the way my mistakes are not a simple few,
And most are fresh and new.
Many more will be made,
But if they get me to my star,
Not one of them i would trade.
Getting to that star means everything to me.
Getting there will be tough but i will not flee,
For it, no, she, is my life.
I will love her even if she is never my wife,
And there for her i will always be.
Though her feelings for me are not the same,
this does not give my feelings any kind of maime.
For it is her that i love,
She fits me as snug as a glove.
Yet i wonder, if this is all worth it,
I put forth so much effort that all i want to do is sit.
My star is fading away,
It is gone, much to my dismay
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