[Your a star]
Hello my dear who are you?
You've changed through the years.
No more mister nice guy but you're still so nice to me.
I don't know why you hold me so tight on a dark night no stars to twinkle or moonlight then I cry for some unknown reason and you hold me.
Then I realize you where the light the star from afar.
No wonder why I fell in love with you.
And when you said you loved me and left I just looked at that twinkling star on a starless night all alone and think of you.
Only you and a angel above.
--Javiona Mckenzie
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