Look in her eyes
See how beautiful she is
Wait till u break her
Then look in her eyes
And look at wut u did to her
A cold incomplete girl
With a knife in her hand
She never felt pain till today
U were the only person who kept her here
I gezz it didn't last
So she didn't last
Their is no going back
Now she is six feet under
with a cross above her head
All she wanted was to feel loved
But all she felt was pain
So this is the end of this poem
and the end of her life.
-Kristin__
