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Undone


Some people call her crazy

Some people call her mad

Some say she's lovely

Others say she's mad

But no one knows her truly

as the one who loves her fully

He knows when she's been crying and shen she's been fighting

He kows how to hug her when she feels like dying

He tears her aparts and completes her all in one

For with him she won't be undone

He takes her and he holds her

It seem like his hands mold her

For she is the lovely one undone.

 

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