I'm sorry that you have to be so good at hiding

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how much pain you must be in

you poor, broken starling

with galaxies for eyes

and stardust for blood

you were suffering

and I didn't even see it

I'm sorry

you know I love you

as much as anyone could

and I will do anything

for those big brown eyes of yours

and I will love

that wonderful heart of yours

and hold your beautiful broken pieces

and squeeze them so tightly

they will remain together forever

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