The pounding of little fists,
So loud inside my heart...

She looks perfect,
Her dress snowy white...

The pain and sorrow
Is ripping me apart...

I see him in the street,
Out of the corner of my eye...

How do we talk about
All that we've said...

The colors shoot into the sky,
Like the feelings from my heart...

**i know its a bit long but please read and write...
She\'s stayed at school...

The cold eats away at her,
Gnawing through the clammy skin...