if you were made of dust from venus or the green grass under the sun
i would have loved you
but you weren't made of this
you were made of silver, cold silver and nothing more
because you're like some old flowers in my sketchbook from that afternoon in november where you showed me your green eyes empty of the stardust that i were searching
you're a lonely star in this world and i can't appreciate you ,
sorry boy
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