A wild spirit
A passionate soul
Once tasted freedom
Now caged in Woe
A spark of Vibrance deep inside
Now dwindles behind her tear filled eyes
The fire inside her
Consumed by the dark
A pitiful dungeon Now holds her secrete heart
No smiles will be shown
No giggles or laughs
Only sighs of misery
Will seep from where she once laughed
An echo inside her, a sad broken heart
Once a beautiful sight
Now hidden by Dark
Her heart beats slowly
To a sad lonely march
No dancing to this tune
For it leads to the night
To a dark shallow grave
Not meant to be marked
Yet Above the grave
An angel does weep
For the sad lonely soul
That this grave does keep
A once kindled spirit
A vibrant soul
Now remains a little lost girl
That lies in this dark shallow hole
No longer is there weeping in the night
Or echoes from a long lost soul
All has gone quiet
All has gone cold
It’s all trapped inside
That dark shallow hole
