Her hair was a curtain
To the thoughts in her head
Her pen was an escape
For the words she never said
She was always a mystery
Never opened her heart
Sometimes you gotta wonder
What made her start?
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Her hair was a curtain
To the thoughts in her head
Her pen was an escape
For the words she never said
She was always a mystery
Never opened her heart
Sometimes you gotta wonder
What made her start?