Cute was the young girl
Blonde pigtails were her hair...

The greyest rain falls down
Upon my head...

Trapped in the back of ballet class
No one sees her angry tears...

Dearest Gravestone,
I write you well...

Dear sun, come out to play again,
Don't hide behind the clouds...

Immersiffied in her glory,
she screams...

December twelfth, 2005
Might have seemed like a normal night...

Stricken by teen insanity;
Stardom: and untimely fate...

A depression sinks in,
Battling her strength and...

Destined to feel anything
Entwined in a land of nothing...

Do you enjoy killing me?
Making me wait...

Since the day our eyes met,
I knew it was so...