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She wakes up in the morning Her hair is a mess So is her head She gets out of bed and dresses to be her best self She says to herself that it is okay And that it is going to be a good day All day, she is out, wanting to get home And when she does, all she wants is some time alone She thinks nobody wants her But that is not true Because he is right there, waiting to say, " I do " She gets through her chores and gets into bed Thinking to herself what wrong she did Her hair is a mess And so is her head.
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May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 2:12 PM UTC
A mess
She wakes up in the morning Her hair is a mess So is her head She gets out of bed and dresses to be her best self She says to herself that it is okay And that it is going to be a good day All day, she is out, wanting to get home And when she does, all she wants is some time alone She thinks nobody wants her But that is not true Because he is right there, waiting to say, " I do " She gets through her chores and gets into bed Thinking to herself what wrong she did Her hair is a mess And so is her head.
rinni-choudhary
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May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 2:12 PM UTC
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