April 12, 2012
Paint stains her dress
Life beats in her chest
Fiction becomes known
As she becomes grown
Pretty pictures on the ground
As leafs fall all around
New dress
Same old beat in her chest
But she remembers her stains
As she stares out the window pane
Seeing pretty pictures on the ground
And leafs falling all around

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