She

by chris belcher   Mar 11, 2005


She lives in her own little world,
where her heart feels no more,
no more fear, no more sorrow,
no more shame, no more sore,
no more anything that can hurt,
nothing that can tare her heart,
the treasure cant be got,
her hopes and dreams gone faster than a fart,
she's all alone in this little world of hers,
she lost it all in one single day,
she will never be the same,
and that is the least i can say,
she is all alone in this little world of hers,
all alone to die.

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