He

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He

She walks the streets in her bright silk dress

She strikes the night even though she's a mess

The love she seeks turns around and walks

Walks away from her silly old dusty talks

The way she walks the way she turns

It never made sense to anyone but her

This silly young girl tries to find her place

The place that is nowhere to be

The place she could find her only true "he"

//E.M 2013-11-23

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