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Created on: May 02, 2009
Is that you?
Or, is it me?
I suspect you.
There she is, that girl I mean,
How beautiful does she look?
Hair blowing in the breeze
Smile upon her face,
Her life is so carefree...
The life of every party
The soul of everyone
Is it you?
Of course, can you not see?
The other girl,
Yes, her, that's the one.
See how her face is turned upside down?
No smile there, no laughter too
She is lost, too deep to become anew
What happened, my love?
Where did you go?
To become a shadow of the girl I used to know...
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