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The Girl in The Pink Bow

To Breanna Hill

For days I walked,
No one heard my cries.
My heart became locked.
I thought I said my last goodbyes,
but I said no!
I found a reason to live.
It was for the girl in the pink bow,
she always loved to give.
She gave hugs,
she gave love,
the strange girl even loved bugs.
The girl’s beauty, like a dove.
I found her in the mirror you see.
The girl in the pink bow was me.

(2014)

Everyone has problems. Don't be happy for someone else, be happy for yourself.

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