She leans against the window
She rests her head in her hand
She smiles
She wonders if you are the one
The one who she can allow those feelings for again
She leans against the window
She rests her head in her hand
She smiles
She knows
It's pointless
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
She leans against the window
She rests her head in her hand
She smiles
She wonders if you are the one
The one who she can allow those feelings for again
She leans against the window
She rests her head in her hand
She smiles
She knows
It's pointless
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
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