Pictures of me

She looked happy,
but here eyes were sad
She was so sure of,
that this wouldn't repeat again
And she ran away,
to be discovered by the Sun
Whose stars can shine,
and fade away your lite
She was found one day,
hopping tracks by the night
Than put away,
while dissolving her tears,
And minds that have changed,
crossing out their night view
To catch a bat,
that hasn't lost her site yet

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