Grown-up girls don't cry.
They just say goodbye with love
after a ridiculously long nigh
and quietly leave in the morning.
They do not believe in fabrications and words.
They do not believe in fairy tales.
They do not believe in miracles.
They do not believe in miracles.
They do not believe in shooting stars and full moons.
They don't believe in anything anymore.
And so…
And so…
The big girls are leaving.
They leave forever as soon as they decide.
Even if it's insanely difficult for them,
the grown-up girls find their way.
(by M)
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