Stars

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Oh, what we could have been.
We could have been
two in a million,
a friendship
that could have lasted for decades,
a love
that never broke.
We could have been
stars.

But I made like a supernova
and exploded
before I even got
near you.

It's all my fault.
It's
all
my
fault.

I couldn't even keep it together
for long enough
for someone to love me.

So here I am,
broken and alone.
No one wants to go near me,
no one even bothers looking at me.
Because I'm not shining and beautiful
like you are.

I'm just a mess.

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