The secrets that nobody knew.
The lips that nobody touched.
The scar that wasn't looked after.
They belong to the girl who was left on the altar.
The dairy that's half burnt.
The clothes that are too short.
The watch that doesn't work.
They all belong to the girl who doesn't like going to school.
The hair that's shotter than usual.
The eyes that always have pain.
The voice that breaks every now and then.
They all belong to the girl who can't move on.
The body that wasn't touched.
The heart that never fell in love.
The eyes that carry glitter.
They all belong to the girl who's innocent.
She's going to loose it too.
Sometime soon.
She's going to say, "I do"
To somebody she doesn't love.
She's going to end up in some corner of the world.
Maybe she'll be happy. Maybe not.
But who cares?
It's all okay, when it comes to life.
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