I've had a few broken hearts,

And I know those few are only the start.

Loved without holding back,

And ended up using tape to stay intact.

Wished upon a shooting star,

And prayed I'd be as beautiful as they are.

Hoped to amount to more than half,

And I'm dreaming with everything I have. 


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