Behold a life that is wearing thin,
A girl who's heartbroken from within,
Mouth open in a silent scream,
Mind locked in a dark dream,
Hands wrapped around a bobbing head,
Each sob filled with desolate dread.
A girl whose heart has shattered before,
A girl whose body fell to the floor.
Garbed with a ballgown, blue, azure cloth,
A dozen holes ripped, as if eaten by a moth.
Wailing as if each piece was torn,
She lays in her tears, each sob forlorn.
Alone and crying,
Desperately trying,
To piece back together the lost heart.
Mouth open in silent screams, her love she'd never depart...
Left.
