She lays there
a broken, melancholy, hearted girl
waiting for a helping hand
her princes, so she can stand
nothing worse could be put apon her
than all of this weight
all of this pain
that she fears will turn into hate
as she lays there
suddenly, passes by some air
she lays there confused
as it breezes through her hair
a feeling has arrived
but she
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