To wish you were someone else
is to waste the person you are.

-Kurt Cobain (via bl-ossomed)

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she carries moon drops in her pocket
and chemistry sets filled with galaxies 
its always midnight in her bones
but here, the darkness is a home
the craters on her hips
match the
waxing and waning above
there’s stardust on her lips and ocean salt
swimming in her blood
every night she sits out by the clouds
and sings that sweet old tune
she sings the magical song of the time
she woke up and became the moon



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