i remember when you told me
that i was so beautiful
that i had galaxies under my skin
and the light of stars in my eyes.

but when we look up at the nights sky
we are looking into the past
most of those stars are already dead.
just like my eyes look
and how under my skin feels.

i guess i’ve already burnt out.

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