She's made of glass
She brakes
With a every shake she takes
With every breath you make
She's like a butterfly
With the miles and miles
She travels for long whiles
But if you touch a wing
She'll break something
She's like a withering flower
Barely making the hour
Petals the once bright
Fly off by the night
But remember
She's surrender
She's given you a part
Don't brake
Her fragile glass heart
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