She loses her sights on the white wall,
And dream the dream of always,
She searches his pockets some emotion forgotten
She dances for not thinking.
She cries at night,
embraces memories,
She repeats her memory alone,
She searches for the word that could save it.
She does not want me to stay
For not know what to do with me,
She does not know, or will not understand that
She should do nothing.
She loses her sights on the white wall.
And sometimes,
She cries at night.
She searches for the word that could save it.
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