I wish across the tepid sky,
As I call out to my sisters in the sky,
To pray and coax a wishing star,
As it strings across this beautiful sky.
To send me a hand that I can touch,
To send me a heart that I can adore,
To send me a love that I can trust,
To send me a soul that I can hold.
Tired of all the lies,
Tired of all the fake sighs,
Tired of all the games,
So tired of being played.
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