Days on days of wondering how people really think of the world. And now I can see.
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LIGHT
There is a girl dressed in black
She is always quite
She sits in the back
She's not like normal girls
She beautiful at that
Her hair are in curls
She never smiles
Tears in her eyes
You watch her walk down the isle
In the middle of class
She stands up
And breaks the glass
She defys reality
Makes her own world
With happiness in her eyes
All of that surreality
Nobody knows why
Nobody knows how
But when she smiled
The whole world seemed a whole lot brighter
Her name is Alaula
