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I looked at the crowded starry sky,
Trying to ignore that curly black haired guy,
The one who brings sunshine on my cloudy days,
But in the end, it hurt me in countless ways.

I tried to count the sparkling stars,
Hoping their light would heal my scars,
However, no matter how much I tried,
Deep down inside, my heart still cried.

The wind whispers softly in my ears,
A reminder of those thousand tears,
I shouldn’t let myself fall into his trap,
But his charm pulls me with a gentle snap.

Now, I’m all alone in the dark,
Trying to rise and forget the painful mark,
I close my eyes, wishing for peace in the night,
But it always feels just out of sight.

I guess you’re just another goodbye.
For happypill...

— The End —