Whisper

Far in my memory,
to far for me to find,
hold a key to my heart,
that you had at one time.

the key is rusted now,
and hidden from this world,
because the keyholder,
destoried a beautiful little girl.

she gave him her life,
and she gave him her heart,
a simple blade of a knife,
just tore it apart.

She sits in her room,
with the sound of her silent cries,
she just wants to whisper to him,
how he comes by her, her heart just dies.

He walks away from her,
And down Came Crashing Her world,
Now with a turn of the page,
This Was the story Of a unloved girl.