Its as if no one cares,
Maybe its because life isn't fare...
Left alnoe to walk this earth,
Wondering what she's really worth...
To think she once new love,
But it died like that lonely white dove...
Her heart bleed crimson red,
With every waking moment she's come to dread...
No longer able to hold back�the fear,
Her feelings so unclear...
With everyday she cries,
As she looses her carefully knit diguise...
If only I could remeber,
Then maye I would'nt feel so much anger...
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