My wish
is for the stars,
to look like bars,
to lock me away,
for everyday,
I deal with pain.
As she takes,
and makes,
my love go away,
It disappears by day,
makes me really tight,
and reappears by night.
I revisit all the stains,
that was caused by all the pain,
and only wish that he could see,
the way it takes me,
the way it hurts,
and burns at my heart.
If only wishes could come true,
to make this all blue.
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