::: The Prettiest Star :::
the prettiest star
will shine no more
her heart is broken
thrown on the floor
amid her dreams
through restless nights
scores of angels
make soundless flights
to ease the pain
but it will not do
life with out love
hurts strait through
but in her soul
she still can see
lovers drawn apart
like you and me
each lives alone
most do not know why
she looks into our souls
what she sees makes her cry
remnants of a love
of a joy, once there
and it fills her with pain
and strips conscience bare