smile
I met a girl and her name was a flame
that burned under my skin mixing fire with shame
and each time she came in my room
she took me to pieces and put me back again
and I don’t know where she is now
she may be a mother a lover or crumbling down
but each time that I bring her to mind
I can’t wipe the wry smile off my face
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