Sadness

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The brain of baby girl

Lots of dreams

Pass through all nights

Wondering her prince

This baby is always lonely

Many crafts in her room

And playlist are going out loud

There's a natural voice

Giving more colours

Nobody knows her

Singing in the night

The tears of lady

Full of sorrows

Forget her real happiness

Missing her guardian

This lady was crying

Many lies in her eyes

Showing her deepest hurt

There's no joy, heading all alone

Breaking more chances

Nobody saw her

Dying every nights

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