The girl with the hips
A little too wide
A smile untouched
An empty pride
The girl with the hair
Too short and too dark
And bruises for freckles
Like calendar marks
The girl with a tear
Instead of a home
A scar for a bracelet
A voice unknown
The girl who believes
The words that she hears
And lets the blade
Efface her tears
The girl without hope
On track to her grave
Rolls up her sleeves
And begins to be brave
--
A little too wide
A smile untouched
An empty pride
The girl with the hair
Too short and too dark
And bruises for freckles
Like calendar marks
The girl with a tear
Instead of a home
A scar for a bracelet
A voice unknown
The girl who believes
The words that she hears
And lets the blade
Efface her tears
The girl without hope
On track to her grave
Rolls up her sleeves
And begins to be brave
--


Dreammer

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