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A broken doll full of broken walls, A pathetic view of a room so strewn, A life full of falls, falls, falls.. Her mental hacked and hewn. Caught in a wave of sobbing cries, Ever rubbing her pouring eyes, She reached out, calling through. She reached out, calling anew. She reached out, calling you.. Quivering in the palm of her tiny hand, A little light, the last to stand, Lonely in her darkened room. Lonely in the pressing gloom. Lonely in her little tomb.. But she cradled her little flame, Held tight against her tiny frame, Willing back the dark within, Willing her heart to beat again, Willing.. Willing.. Willing.. <b> Ba-dump. <b> Ba-dump. <b> Ba-dump. She remembered, there in the black, A little.. Gray.. Rainbow. . . dripping from her eyes. Lets/ \Start Again/ "What's..." /This "This..." Time\ /More Than \/ /\ "You..." Friends A thousand eyes like fireflies, Blew her eyes open with light. Chased back the night. . A Thousand words, "Knew...? . She'd already heard, . Came rushing back, You.. "Gods..." ..Came Back.. To her, as you always were. For her, as you always would. <b> And she whispered, evermore. | |