Blue person is leaning on their hand contemplating. They are sporting short, green hair, a pink jumper and yellow bottoms.

In her eyes

In her eyes I saw the stars.

And it shone so brightly,

Reflecting my own scars.

Like moth to the flame,

People wanted to take

And not reciprocate the same.

But light can only exist in the dark

And she is the brightest star.

They can’t accept that she is both,

Just as they all are.

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