That Girl.
HER make up is on,
HER hair is down,
Compliments of HER beauty always said,
Throughout the day SHE’s perfect.
SHE is positive, stubborn, and untroubled.
With no one to worry,
HER nights are spent at home,
Thinking things will soon get better,
But SHE cries HER nights away,
Awaiting for answers,
And expecting the next day,
Fighting like a warrior,
HER untold story exhausts her heart,
SHE seems perfect,
Never worried,
But no one knows that inside…
SHE is slowly d
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