The Art of Being to Extrodinary

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You are the night sky

Who decided that it was tired of being the sleeping stars.

It hated, hated to be so far away

So with the humans it thought it would stay.

It compressed all of its beauty

And such complexity into a smaller form

So it could walk around with everybody.

You just wanted them

These tiny beings you have come to care for while watching

To feel like they were a part of the stars.

This caused that every time an artist dies,

They get to paint the night sky

To say goodbye

Even if they had no idea of their abilities.

Oh how you loved humans

But you soon lost those beautiful memories

Of being what everyone could see

Because now no one has the time

So you just focused on being alive

And you finally knew what it was like to cry

So you stared into what you thought was your soulmate's eyes

It see if your hearts synchronized

To hopefully understand what lies really could do to mend your broken soul

You try so hard, to love your skin.

And I just hope that fate will let you win.

You struggle

but you won't fall.

Regardless if you're weak or not

You're going to stand tall.

Everyone says life is easy

But truly living it is not.

Times get hard,

People struggle

And constantly get put on the spot.

I know you're going to wear the biggest smile

Even though you want to cry.

I need you to fight to live

Even though we're destined to die.

And even though it's hard and you may struggle through it all.

You will struggle... but can't EVER fall.  

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