The casualty was left for dead
Her home a hundred miles away
Still these thoughts and words unsaid
All her memories decay
Watching lonely from all this mess
Blood and tears fare thee well
Await the torture I can’t miss
My internal will never exist
An anonymous girl died today
She was mine but we’ll never know it
Still searching to find a better way
Self destroyed for feeling the same
Caught in a dream without a meaning
She cried out for someone to show
How could I know there was more to being
But I guess I will never know...
Copyright 2003 little nemo
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