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She lives in a fairytale
somewhere too far for us to find
forgotten the taste and smell
of the world that she's left behind.
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her,
the angels were all wrong.
Now she's ripping wings off of butterflies
with her feet on the ground
and her head in the clouds...
Paramore- Brick By Boring Brick :)
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