​She told me,

“No time to play.”

I knew you,

As just another face.

She showed me,

The pretty plans she made.

For losing you,

She had to catch a plane.

New York, 

Where she could thrive

In music,

And freedom lights.

Red eyes,

One silent flight.

She left you, and the world behind.

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