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A Girl
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She's just a girl,
with large round eyes,
perfectly pale skin,
and ruby lips.
She sits,
and thinks.
Of out of the world,
extraordinary things.
She could be a ruler,
if she wishes.
But instead she watches fishes,
swim and die.
Oh, how fast her life passes by.
Fail after fail,
try after try.
Her hunch grows larger,
no one sees her cry.
She can't wait to say goodbye.
If you can't tell,
she's mad of coarse.
Unable to scream,
her voice becomes hoarse.
Blood drawn from her skin,
a smile grows upon her face.
But not a smile white and straight,
a smile that isn't visible upon her face.
It's time for her to fly out of this place.
She's just a girl,
with large round eyes,
perfectly pale skin,
and ruby lips.
She sits,
and thinks.
Of out of the world,
extraordinary things.
She could be a ruler,
if she wishes.
But instead she watches fishes,
swim and die.
Oh, how fast her life passes by.
Fail after fail,
try after try.
Her hunch grows larger,
no one sees her cry.
She can't wait to say goodbye.
If you can't tell,
she's mad of coarse.
Unable to scream,
her voice becomes hoarse.
Blood drawn from her skin,
a smile grows upon her face.
But not a smile white and straight,
a smile that isn't visible upon her face.
It's time for her to fly out of this place.
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