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There's a girl crying in my mirror tonight, and there's nothing I can say to make her feel alright. She was born the day she met him, lived a while when he loved her, died a little when they broke apart. Everyday she hides the pain with a smile pastered to her face. She tries her best and wont give up the ongoing fight. Shes giving her all, every ounce of her soul, to finally make thing right. Shes crying herself to sleep tonight, in hopes of catching one last glimpse of that beautiful face, because in the morning she'll say goodbye. Let go of the pain, and let go of the fight. Because for once, she's going to be alright.
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 4:17 AM UTC
I'm over you.
There's a girl crying in my mirror tonight, and there's nothing I can say to make her feel alright. She was born the day she met him, lived a while when he loved her, died a little when they broke apart. Everyday she hides the pain with a smile pastered to her face. She tries her best and wont give up the ongoing fight. Shes giving her all, every ounce of her soul, to finally make thing right. Shes crying herself to sleep tonight, in hopes of catching one last glimpse of that beautiful face, because in the morning she'll say goodbye. Let go of the pain, and let go of the fight. Because for once, she's going to be alright.
morgan
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 4:17 AM UTC
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