the little girl with shiny pigtails
is sitting all alone
is it a memory or a fantasy
this child with no soul?
nobody notices her
as she watches the other kids play
nobody sees the teardrop
rolling gently down her face
she sits in her world
trapped behind emerald eyes
no one around to watch her grow,
or silence her pleading cries
with chalk, instead of drawing hopscotch
she draws a wilting rose
the knife drags slow across the surface
and with her blood she draws the thorns
long dark hair cascading down her shoulders
her pigtails long gone
is it a memory or a fantasy
this beauty with eyes of stone?
nobody notices her
as the knife slices deep
as the blood pools around her
i pray the lord her soul to keep
she's sitting in the bloody haven
fate made for her so long ago
nobody to see her haunted smile
nobody around to watch her go.
 
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