"go, go out and
paint the stars,"
his mother told him.
so, at 3 a.m., he
appeared in front
of her home,
with three pebbles,
a gorgeous assortment of
paint,
and a heavy heart
and fragile mind.
she was his star,
and he wanted to
capture her radiance
on a canvas
for all eyes to see.
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patrick is my star
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Starkissed | ✔
Poetry❝moon dust in your lungs, stars in your eyes. you are a child of the cosmos and ruler of the skies.❞ she was a glorious being, kissed by the stars, her slender fingers coated with mars dust. carve constellations into her skin, sprinkl...
