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Sep 2022
stars taken down from the heavens spun
spun in the darkened corners of my vision
as i told you
and you looked at me,
by my repulsivity and utter lack of love
for the girl that I had let waste away
in many a dream.
and still i work to frame a perfection i can doubt to have
in this lifetime and more
because if not perfect,
what left will i have to be?
Written by
mae  19/F/on your mind <3
(19/F/on your mind <3)   
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