The Fragile Girl
The moonlights glow seemed to burn
And the kisses that scattered her skin casued bruises
But there's always that day we leave our comfort zone
The day that the fragile girl went up in flames
Feelings to strong to stay inside
But the fires gone out and all that's left is the charred heart
Poor fragile girl, let the boy in and he tore her apart
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