These are my memoirs,
Laughing until it hurts,
Crying until there's no tears left,
Screaming until my throat is sore,
Smiling until my mouth aches,
Hearing that song on the radio,
And tears welling in my eyes,
Hearing their giggles in my ears,
And a smile appearing on my face,
Pleading for help, when I'm lost in the dark,
Reaching out a hand to a desperate friend,
Crying alone, locked in by my grief,
Hugging the soft folds of her jumper,
Feeling so desperately lonely,
Sensing warm fingers interlock with mine,
Missing them like losing a limb,
Laughing with them like they were never gone,
These are the memoirs of a girl,
Just a girl,
Nothing more,
Nothing less,
No one special,
Someone unique,
With parts missing,
But they make me a whole,
Memoirs of a girl...
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