#Her

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You know I can see her
Crawling back into my mind
You know I can feel her
Inside my body
You know I can hear her voice
Curving on my back for me

I can see her talking to some random strangers
I can see her doing her job, get bored by the  chore of saving soul
I can see her dress out for her self
I can see her fake smiling

What's the meaning of life?
What is it mean for her?
Does it has a point?
Maybe there is none

She put a smile on her face and act like she's ok
When she's not
Her world has collaps
And she's trying to fix it.

The sky is blue
The sky is you
The cloud is white
What should I write?
This shoes is black
When will you be back?

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