Girl under a tree in her darkest hour
Sad alone filled with burtons
Nothing left but the memories of this tree
Standing under this tree
Remembering the time her and her sister played under it
To you its a tree,to her its everything
Nothing left she sleeps lost and alone!
Morning sun awakes, crystal and clean
She goes along like nothings wrong
HER EVERDAY LIFE
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