She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
She was too busy wishing on shooting stars — to see the dreams come true around her.
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She was too busy wishing on shooting stars

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There will alwaysa glimmer in thosewho have been through the dark. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
True artcomes from flying with the madnessso close you burn your eyelashes. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
Put a girl in moonlightand tell only truthsand every man becomes a poet. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
She sat in her perfect house, with her perfect husband, wishing that her perfect life would end. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
And the stars blinked as they watched her carefully jealous of the way she shone. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
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Sometimes I want a quiet lifeother timesI want to go a little bit fucking Gatsby. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
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She found herselfover a long and treacherous roadand the more treacherous the road became,the more of herselfshe found. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
What a strange world. We trade our days for things. — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems
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I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.  — Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems