painted
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All I have ever wanted was the Stars
Painted across my flesh and bone
Orion's Belt tight around my waist
My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon
My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
The windows to my soul are tinted
They say that my soul is vintage
I always thought my life was of very little interest
I chase shadows in a pitch black room just to smile
So much love for things that are so simple
