The Girl

Artistic and creative, she's always singing.

Releasing her songs

In her heart, to her mind, then to her lips,

A girl lost in the music,

Never will she be tamed.

Away she goes now, to dance in the rain.

 

Growing more distant

Under everyone's eyes.

Each little smile she gives is a lie.

Racing away from all of her cares,

Ringing is her laughter up in the air.

And still to this day she is laughing somewhere.

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