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She’s Got It
This is the story
Of a girl that doesn’t know what’s good for her
And is naive of the people surrounding
Because that’s all she knows
Inside of walls that are blue
Like the baby cup she used
To hold onto innocence
A part of her missing
To forget what she loved the most
Jack and coke
Yet her favorite love overall
Over powers any type of alcohol
Or baby blanket
Or addiction
It’s simply love
Though she never gets to choose it
And people say her greatest quality in life
Is wanting it more than she should
More than she gets
More than she deserves
Holding onto ideas
That someone will come rescue her
Searching for a prince
But she isn’t hidden
Like her favorite juice from the tap
Or like corpses dancing while dry bones stack
To celebrate
She shines
Like the sun on a good day
And diamonds on a clearance rack
From cracking
Twenty four hours pass
But she never lasts
Sitting in bars just to dance
Feeling something
In his hands
And it never lasts
Like the night
Hello kisses from the moon
Always stuck on a loop
Of living her life the only way she knew how to
Holding onto stories
And never reality
Because they never stopped telling her
That those with potential are heartbroken of those who waste it
While the ones with potential
Well the ones with potential they fear it
What they could be
But she
She’s afraid of everything
But more so of her next meal
Because to her
The futures never real
The fairytales aren’t real
His love isn’t real
Their choices aren’t real
She isn’t real
Though most of all
The thing she regretted her whole life
Was thinking
Love isn’t real
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