Once there was a star , Glittered and shined
The Moon seemed a companion to it whenever It whined
A fellow star knocked , to the earth it dived
Then It realized , what for it whined
It saw faces which are deceptive ,to whom exploitation of souls gains
them their incentives
It dreamed about it all, like everything flashed as negatives.
It took a run , but they are meant to follow
On turning back , the minions of death seem hollow .
They wore masks , with no emotions to show .
All the servants of devil , By whom their souls were plowed .
They had hollow eyes where the joy of vengeance glows
Once considered friends , now they resemble foes .
They come into your life, and make you trust them.
Then you become the first choice for them to condemn!
It felt at once, that its past delusions,
But meeting such masked faces, it shall realize that this too was an
illusion.
Some came back in its life, and make the star shine again,
And make it realize , that its not the only one against the fiend.
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