I flick my hair
Put nail paint, wear dresses
Maybe somebody will fall in love 
Maybe somebody will look twice

I wait for my beautiful someone
I wait for my story to be written 
Wait for poems to describe my eyes
Search for letters in my bag

When we'll meet, I'll shout out to the world
Will talk to you even when I'll have nothing to say
Will sleep in your arms, reside under your breat...

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Library was her hiding place 
Behind the shelves, between different chapters of a book 
The doors to different world set wide open 
Every time she turned a page 

The syndrome of the scent of books, she diagnosed 
She lived a fictious life among fictious people 
When the real world disowned her 
That's the time when the girl behind he glasses takes a look around 
& all she could see was a...

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