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Don't Worry About Her.
She has no clue where she's going.
She's going whichever way the wind is Blowing.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She'll find her way, as she's known to do.
Soon those tears won't be wept for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
Scars on her wrist, once brought her bliss.
Yet, not a single scar will be made for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She's a lost soul.
She has NO HOPE.
So why would you worry about her at all?
Published 31st Dec 2012
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