Look at the stars look how they shine for you
She ran away in her sleep and dreamed of paradise
When you try your best but you don't succeed when you get what you want but not what you need when you feel so tired but you can't sleep
It doesn't matter how I begin my poems because by the end they are all about you
Let someone love you just the way you are as flawed as you might be as unattractive as you sometimes feel and as unaccomplished as you think you are
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