words hurt more than anything else can, because they last, sometimes forever.
There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside.
there's this girl in the mirror, i wonder who she is. sometimes i think i know her and sometimes i wish i did. there is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. when she's looking back at me i can tell... she's hurting inside.
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