Lil girl all dressed in pink,
She knows if she’s lost, shell find her way...

Mother and father of mine,
I am no longer your little girl...

A baby, a child, a young women, a friend who looks...
Sees gentleness and sweet blue skies...

The tears I have cried,
Make me stronger...

OK this poem was not written to be mean at all. it...

Gently, softly,
I sat in your wings...

Fly away,
Spread your wings...

Side by side,
To you’ll ill confine...

Black coats on our bodies,
Dark Masks on our face...

Tears are falling in my heart,
My life is being torn apart...

With her heart
in his hand...

As the breathing gets deeper,
The noises fade away...