You all are art,
.you have imperfections and so do i. But that doesn't make you any less of a person. I know how hard it is to like yourself, let a lone love yourself. But at this point it makes me sad to see this generation be so sad, were 14, 15, 16 etc, knowing what getting high is and having depression is. why? why is it like this? nobody can tell, but just know, you are art. weather its metaphorical or actual art, you are art, and i love you.
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A Constellation of Thoughts
PoesíaYou were a constellation, but you were also mine.
