Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Desperate Sun

If you'll let me,
I'll be your sun, shining.

Whether it's casual.
Whether it's temporary.

I used to shine for someone.
But there gone eternity.

What good is a sun,
when shines to no one.

Would a sun be a sun,
when bright up none.

I'll be just a rock.
Hard, cold and lifeless.

Let me shine for you.
Even for a night.

Even for a minute.
I need to know I could shine.

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