Fallen Stars

By Anonymous Donor

Disclaimer: Don't own the boys, never will. Wish I did. They'd be my concubines. Hope you like it. Me and my choppy sentences. Ugh.

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A shot in the dark

Another perfect hit

Something goes wrong

I'm back to the start

Just one and alone

A cry from the street

The sickness and famine

Dying in my own life

All family gone again

Two of us, but still alone

A forgotten past

Not even a name

No friends of my own

I'll never be home

The count of three, now alone

Always rich and spoiled

They can't understand

I need to help

Can only hope I'm right

Four, but so alone

A life of study

My life of solitude

Broken in a moment

Life shattered and shaken

The fifth, yet are we alone?

Five we stand

Five we fall

United now

We'll face it together

Make a final stand

Together we learn

To live as one

We're no longer alone

Five fallen stars

In the battle of one

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AD's note: Ya know, I think this is the best of my crappy poems yet. Oh, well. Feedback?