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The crying of the girl
The spinning of the world
The sound of a hearts beat
The 10 toes on her feet
Nothing made sense she didn’t know why
Nothing could keep her cheeks very dry
Life is to confusing she always had her doubts
On which corners to turn and to take which routes
That corner over there, the stem in her hand
Or the water yonder surrounded by sand
What would they think how would they feel
She wasn’t very sure on how they would deal
Would they be sad and cry
Would they be happy but lie
Her life was a mess but she covered it well
In reality her life was a living Hell
Everyone that knew it though didn’t seem to care
That her life had more problems then just what to wear
Not yet finished... more comming soon!!