Little Girl
Little, little, girl
you're sitting in the dark
a smile on your face
with wrists marred, your new trademark?
Little, little, girl
you're looking in the mirror
and tears are in your eyes;
glad no one can see her.
Little, little, girl
in your hand you hold your heart
held together in stitches
by love sour and tart.
Little, little, girl
you're sitting in the night
a smile on your face
knowing nothing is all right.
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