if the scars
underneath my skin
shone like stars
i'd be covered
in constellationsthe fire
would burn me alive
but at least
the light
would give me hope

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constellations.
if the scars
underneath my skin
shone like stars
i'd be covered
in constellationsthe fire
would burn me alive
but at least
the light
would give me hope