The sweet smell of her hair has now turned into
a pollution of smoke!
her smooth talking voice that could even calm the wolves at night had turned into a voice of sand!
she can't control her hands anymore.
you don't know where they start or begin!
her words bring you down more than anything!
I used to be her everything her world her best friend!
now only that machine that lights up is the is her world her best friend!
she loses everything
her house, her car, all her kids!
she went down and i came up!
