Dusting all her yesterdays
She keeps them to herself
There's no-one left to share
The years she keeps upon the shelf
An empty whiskey bottle
Is the only sign of life
She's worn around the edges
Never taken as a wife
Happy with existence
She just prefers to stay alone
Nobody ever calls
On her brand new telephone
Takes an age old cigarette
Fragrant smoke now fills the room
She lights a waxen wick
To hold back the growing gloom
Deep and dark the mood
As she takes a tearful glance
Love and light could hold her
If she gave herself the chance
But she's resigned to choices made
The price paid every day
She gathers all her memories
And she throws them all away
She sighs into the night
And lets the black unfurl
She is always and forever
The eternal nowhere girl...
Inspired by, and title from
'Nowhere Girl' by B-Movie
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