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[beauty_queen1]

She sits in a room and stares at the four walls
She looks over to her cell phone but no one is calling
A tear falls down her face
When did her comfortable room become a prison?
She use to come in here to protect herself
But know she wants to leave
Her old life is falling apart at all ends
She lost the love of her life 1 ½ ago
And
Now she’s losing her best friend