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Nov 2013
Sometimes I wish I could be like a shooting star

I wish I could be something people wish upon, hope upon,
hope for

Gone in a moment, but people talk about far after they're gone

Burning with rage, but people still think they're beautiful

Burning and self destructing and spiraling out of control
But still beautifulΒ 

I wish.
More of a draft. I don't even know
r l
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r l  Boston
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