She was a star.

Shining bright and burning through the dark.

Happy and content, bubbly and positive.

Until she discovered that not everyone was like she was.

A spinning beautiful spark of life.

She discovered death and pain.

Cruelty and anger.

It shattered her into thousands of particles.

She was no longer the star.

She had become the stardust,

and she would never be alright again.

As suggested by Photographer1234 @ for the “A Poem A Day Challenge”. Check out her blog is has a lot of very well taken photographs.

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