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THE STARS ARE SECRETS

The night brings its refreshing breeze
My mind flies to the obscure horizon
Under the moon
I delicately lay our secrets
Hoping you can see them from your window
Every night
They shine for you

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SHOW THE EXIT TO FUCKBOYS

I think we often get disappointed
When we set expectations upon people
Hold them to a mental standard
That they can’t attain to imagine
Or even reach to fathom
That has been my biggest downfall
To fall for mere potential
You weren’t ever essential
I dispose you with no attention