• The girl lost her life but still lives...
    Her life is nothing but sorrow and knives...
    Her tears seep through her cheeks...
    Her tears leave river sweeps...
    She bleeds...
    Bleeds the seeds...
    Tiny droplets trinkle down...
    The glummest frown...
    The scars that got up her arm...
    The things she can harm...
    Lay on her delicate arm...
    She sets her alarm...
    To deal with giving a charm...
    Lost in her mind she is...
    Her mind begins to fizz...
    She becomes less organized...
    She stays paralyzed...
    In her desk of twirls...
    Her brain just swirls...
    Thinking about his life...
    All that soothes is the knife...
    Tears trickle down her cheek...
    What once was rosie and pink...
    The smile that turned...
    And the happiness...
    Vanished...