Kristyn
She's from the hometown of astronauts
and I'm just the neighbor of a launch pad
her eye color should have its own name
because they're more beautiful than anything I've ever seen
the screen between you and me
of the machine that made this what it is today
she doesn't have the world
the world has her
She's the epitome of everything great
I'm the color everyone hates
you should see her sing next to piano keys and ukulele strings
Why she chose to stand beside me
Will always be a mystery
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