Sunday, 3 April 2011

That face

She wore that hair
Like she did in summer night
So alive so high so nice just to wear all night
What all think why she might
But none knows if all is alright
Then she said it is fine
Since she bares it then hide
Just she wore that face
Like she did in a stormy day
So sad so bad so hateful must all miss to say
What she needed why she did this
When she just can keep all away
Just so it happen
She might just be gone
Again.

When she wore that face
When she knows that bad

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