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Stars at Noon
The days decay
My anticipation just can't wait
The hours shrink
Like a train destined for horizon
Destined for the end of the rainbow
The end of a circle
Voices shrink
Bodies shot up
Higher higher higher
All I crave is a taste
All I crave is a scent
Of you upon the rise
Of a fresh, rising day
Of stars at noon
Melting
Decaying
Like the graveyard of the past
Dead memories lie
Buried within
The corridors of my mind
My mind is a haunted house
Under soil, fresh and rising
Memories push up daisies
To build more decaying days
