The boy she finally cried over
Was stuck in her head
He pounded on her brain
Like a duck wanting bread
How she felt he was trustworthy
How she thought he was real
Until his knife shattered
And she was lying dead-still
As tears tickled her face
As the blood ran down her back
Then she closed her eyes
And pictured her at last
Flying to Neverland
For she was then happy, once again
Away form reality
Away from her head

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