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Scars, Stars, and Storms


You told that there was nothing wrong

With the scars that I bare

But that there was a problem with

Them keeping me back

 

You told me about all the stars you saw

When we would laugh

The sky would seem to be darker

Because of the stars we had

 

You told me that the mirrors always lie

They tell us what to think

That they show us the worst of us

They don't show what you see

 

You told me that the rain falls

Down just for me

That when it touches my skin

It says “you’re still here”

 

You told me that I was down to earth,

That I wondered about the sky

You told me that I was brighter than any star

That I made others grow

 

You told me what I could do

Rather what I can’t

Thank you my captain, my teacher, my mentor

Thank you for believing in me.

 
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