stand by her, let her break
your heart.shes a mericle,
or a monster with a harp.
listen to her, listen well,
theres a message here,
some thing about sleeping
with your best friend.
watch her, turn into a witch,
shes picking up her broom,
ready to fly into the wind.
stand up now, bruch off
all the hurt, let the tears
fall where they will, so you
can find a new start.
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