The Lost Girl

by Katie   Feb 22, 2007


There's an empty hole where her heart should be.
Silent tears stream down her rosey cheeks.
Your voice rings loud inside her head
Replaying every word you ever said.
It seems like a dream, a ruthless nightmare.
She sits by the window lost in a blank stare.
Deep in thought, she's dazed and confused
She feels so lost, unwanted and used.
You made up her mind when you just walked away,
It didn't matter what she had to say.
She sits all alone trying to find
A way to get you out of her mind.
Like a zombie, pale and drained,
Her face is tear and makeup stained

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