i am still planning my way to be as pretty as the sky, and maybe even the stars.
though i'd never aim to be as beautiful as the moon, because the face i see in the craters is the girl from a very long time ago. a long time ago and i still can't shake loose love.
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DAMAGED CELESTIAL BEINGS
PoetryWORDS WRITTEN IN OUR SKIES, TO BE BLAZED IN OUR EYES. - e . d .
