| She was kind of fragile
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| And she had a lot to grapple with
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| But basically she kept
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| It all inside
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| Childlike and effervescent
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| With a well of pain
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| The depth of I could not imagine
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| If I tried
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| Never thought that I
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| Would hear them say
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| Twister went and threw it all away
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| She was kind of magical
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| Her laughter sent you casually
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| Floating through a moment
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| Of release
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| Dear god, it’s all so tragic
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| And I’ll never have the chance
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| To feel the closure
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| That I untimately need
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| No, I never dreamed
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| That there would come a time
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| Twister’d go and leave it all behind
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| Lord I pray she’s found some peace
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| And her soul’s somewhere at ease
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| Yeah I’m feeling kind of fragile
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| And I’ve got a lot to handle
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| But I guess this is my way
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| Of saying goodbye |