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A little girl all dressed in rainbows
whose smile was a fire
whose hair was a river
who laughed as it rained
who had shoes pink as snow
whose eyes were the sun and moon
Whose smile is a locked door
Whose hair is a prison
Who laughs as a secret
Who has shoes browns and clunky
Whose eyes reflect like a mirror, never showing the inside
Hidden constantly in his head, hiding from every word
Who is he?
A little boy all dressed in rainbows
Whose smile is infectious
Whose hair is the tail of a rabbit, bushy and bright
Who laughs as the wind burns him, because he can no longer feel
Who has shoes black and slim for running from his fears
Whose eyes are blades of grass designed to cut though those who hurt him
Who is he?
Who knows him?
Who is he, who?
whose smile was a fire
whose hair was a river
who laughed as it rained
who had shoes pink as snow
whose eyes were the sun and moon
Whose smile is a locked door
Whose hair is a prison
Who laughs as a secret
Who has shoes browns and clunky
Whose eyes reflect like a mirror, never showing the inside
Hidden constantly in his head, hiding from every word
Who is he?
A little boy all dressed in rainbows
Whose smile is infectious
Whose hair is the tail of a rabbit, bushy and bright
Who laughs as the wind burns him, because he can no longer feel
Who has shoes black and slim for running from his fears
Whose eyes are blades of grass designed to cut though those who hurt him
Who is he?
Who knows him?
Who is he, who?
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