She is outer space
You can tell by looking at her face
Her astral eyes
And supernova smile
Tell you it'll be okay for awhile
Her freckles are constellations
That eliminate any complications
And she gives you hope
In terrible situations
Her mind is a galaxy
That brightens reality
And you can't help but love
The way she speaks in analogies
There is no gravity to pull her down
There is no meteor that could knock her to the ground
She lives high up
In the atmosphere
Where she never fears
The words of a domineer
She's brighter than a million stars
And her soul is not based
Off of her mended scars
She is the Universe
And so much more
She is outer space
Never noticed before.
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