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She's just the perfect person And incredibly unique

She'd tell you things about her

That you could never see

Everytime she had a man

He'd want to see her hurt

Take all her loving beauty

And throw it in the dirt

When she finds the strength to leave

And when her pain is deferred

That's when she realizes

That everybody wants her

They all bring her flowers

And even though they wilt

Better flowers than true love

That eventually gets killed

They all stare at her glory

And follow her through the world

They all recognize that she's no ordinary girl And after drunken visions

And everything's a blur

They take advantage of the fact

That they all really want her

Her, by Santia Singh

She could make you cry with her story

And take your breath away

She gives you a reason to want her everyday

And after all that she's worked for

And everything she gave

She survives by her beauty

And gives into what she craves

Her kisses taste like chocolate

And her honey is sublime

She's the perfect combination

Of reverie and fine wine

She writes through all of her emotions

To forget about her hard life

And wait for a the only one

Who appreciates her strife

And after she is in a mess

That she, herself has stirred

She knows that she will be alright

Because of all who want her