The lost girls trying to find where they could best fit in
Finding it tonight
In this lonely pool of familiar faces
Learning and being reminded of what they had forgotten
Turning that emptiness into endless lulls of happiness
Filling each others missing parts
Joined back together like six peas in a pod
Ending up right in the spot where they belong
Even through all the wandering into new and different crowds
They ended up in the place where they can mess around and be themselves...
the end
Friday, March 12, 2010
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