She used to have a smile so radiant and gay
But look at her now, words are locked away
She’s living in that pitch-black corner of the room
Hiding in shadows and covered by gloom
She, he says, was of no worth at all
A trash, a waste, no need to ponder on
And if words could only bring people to death
She could have been one of them in effect
Yet the wounds and the scars she seemed not to mind,
She’s so sewn together but really broken up inside
And smile, she still did, to hide her deepest pain
But her smile was so empty to watch her is vain
But look at her now, words are locked away
She’s living in that pitch-black corner of the room
Hiding in shadows and covered by gloom
She, he says, was of no worth at all
A trash, a waste, no need to ponder on
And if words could only bring people to death
She could have been one of them in effect
Yet the wounds and the scars she seemed not to mind,
She’s so sewn together but really broken up inside
And smile, she still did, to hide her deepest pain
But her smile was so empty to watch her is vain
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