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🕊 "Fallen Star: For Aaron" 🕊

He sang before he truly knew

What heartache fame could put him through.

A boy with music in his bones,

He danced beneath the microphones.

He wasn't made for silence, still—

He ran on dreams and restless will.

With candy beats and golden hair,

A teenage world said, “He’ll go far.”

But childhood ends behind closed doors,

Where love gets lost, and pressure pours.

The smile that lit a million screens

Couldn’t outshine the in-betweens.

He searched for calm in flashing lights,

But fame can't hold you through the nights.

Through haunted songs and broken ties,

He tried to live, but couldn't hide.

Each headline told a different tale,

Of battles fought, and health grown frail.

And still he hoped, still he would try,

To be more than the reasons why.

But some storms won’t be talked away.

And some bright stars burn out in grey.

The world grew quiet. One last breath.

A soul too fragile met its rest.

And now the boy who once could fly

Is etched in tears we can’t deny.

Not just a name, not just a song—

A life that mattered all along.

He gave us light. He gave us sound.

He stumbled, yes, but stood his ground.

And in the silence left behind,

A softer kind of truth we find.