You look at her and see
A smile here, a laugh there
Her eyes shine so bright
Everything must be right
When everyone disappears
Its her cries you hear
A tear here, a cut there
Nothing must be right
Once so alive, she now decays
You wonder what made her this way
White sleeves red with blood
Why didn't you see?
A mask glued so tight
You're screaming for her to fight
Diving so deep
Her death bed at her feet
A cut here, blood there
As she takes her last breath
How could you not see?
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Everyone has dreams.
Nothing but fairytales.
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