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A Girl Called "Her"She isn't too complicated, yet few understand She is centered in this life, yet a tangled mess She gives without question, yet is often used She loves deeply, yet has walls of steele She has nightmares in the dark of night, yet smiles in the morning light She cries real tears, yet not too many know She has eyes that can see into your soul She has a voice, yet it is often unheard She knows who she is, to this she is always true She isn't anyone special, merely a girl called "Her" 2006 R.L. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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