A hill away from home,
All innocence will soon be lost...

Bruises line her body evenly,
not an inch was missed...

Melted liquid chocolate,
like oil in water, stained on the edge...

His smell still lingers here.
His hand has faded from hers...

Twinkle, Twinkle little star,
Please hear this wish I wish from afar...

She's just another girl.
Trying to figure out the world...

She's walking forward.
Never looking back, she proceeds...

Corners of her gental lips rise at each end.
The creases around her chapped mouth...

The sun rose just to greet her grin,
The heat filled rays embrace her porcelin face...

Don't let the silver be your lullaby,
Don't depend on that silencer...

Every morning's a constant hassel;
As they wait to be rescued...

We could just go deep inside our heads,
make ourselves invisible from overhead and figure...