As she lays on her death
bed...

Your angel wings
lay broken and...

Doors locked,
windows barred...

Alone in the
the dark...

This little girl,
She sat...

The smell of your
skin...

In this forest
we lay...

I was the girl everyone
called a Bi*ch...

Alone,
Cold and...

Under the moonlight,
and hidden...

Days pass,
Sleepless night...

I dreamt of you
last night...