My Friend "SHE"

by SECRET   Feb 25, 2007


She grows weaker everyday
wishing she was dead
she grows weaker everyday
knowing whatever she is doing
makes her feel shame of her self.

oh, how she wants to screem to the mountain
and take a deep breath in Spring
oh, how she wants to cry with the rain
and dance with the wind..

The song plays slowly,
but she moves Fast
The song suddenly stops
Did she reached her shinning star?

She used to dream flowers
now all she dreams are hills
she used to laugh and smile
now all she does is weep

Even though her eyes are dried
inside still she cries
she so wants to change the past
but .................
no one can

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