Till we die, till we shine

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I am sorry Sun, I am sorry Moon,

I am sorry Stars who are destined to doom.

You shine as bright as you could be,

But your light is dust when it hits me.

Today I am glowing bright thousand folds,

Cause the one I love is the one I hold.

I am hers and She is mine,

Till we die, till we shine.

I pity you dying angels who far away burn,

You can’t say the same for the ones you yearn.