HER
I miss her, She was like a storm in a calming day,
Weird, just like her laugh, yet she slayed,
People called her the happy girl, she was indeed,
Lived in her own movie, she was the lead,
I remember the first time i saw her,
Life was so colorful, clear, no Blur,
She was funny she was witty, in life she never failed,
Her head held high with feet dancing, and then life bailed,
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I miss her, i miss her so much
she is no longer with us any more,
She took life seriously and life took her soul,
People say they can still see her,
a Little unclear,
like a dark cloud, full of Fear.
In a room full of low lives; trying hard to fit in,
She stood like a princess in that game, never bothered to win.
She just believed in herself she was no beauty queen.
Now the mirror haunts her,when did life become so mean?
Her heart is done with life
and her brain has pushed her into a dark place with no light,
Trying to crawl out of her bed,
And begin again the race
She is the queen, the princess the boss bitch,
She has changed now done with the bad place (mentally)
She might never be the same; time is to blame,
But she is better now,
Be prepared because she is back in the GAME.
