Through this little piece of wall
We're the eyes that haunted all.
Scratching pieces together
Through all this stormy weather.
She addressed herself pretty good.
Like all good females should.
But under this facade of lies..
Lived a fool whom once was wise.
She watches everyone as they walk down the street.
Not a friendly character you would want to meet.
She touched them through her soul.
A heart that's made of coal.
Cold as ice
And not so nice..
She lost her will to go on.
Never understanding where she belonged.
So she took a chance at giving her heart away.
Played the part well, but never really feeling okay.
She still watches people go by
armed and dangerous with cupids arrow hung high.
Learned that tears are for goodbye
And sometimes it's okay to cry.
©terrylin53
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