an inexplicable hint of sadness 
 i glimpse in her eyes. 
 have i not seen it before? 
 has it always been there?   
 in her smiles, and her laughter 
 and her dreams of everafter, 
 in her sinful tales of magic 
 and her sunlit desolation.   
 she has believed in it too much 
 to say it does not exist, 
 she has lived in it too long 
 to walk out and be sane.   
 her heartbeats sound like raindrops 
 on an old forgotten roof, 
 her laughter tastes like cloves 
 and a remembrance of giddy youth.   
 all she was and ever will be 
 is written in your eyes, 
 she can pretend all she wants 
  all you have to do is look, 
 and she remembers how to fly.
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