Once there was a little girl,
But now there's only an empty soul.
Because she had opened
The locks to all her doors.
The door to her fears,
The door to her secrets,
The door to her fears.
And also the one to her heart.
For she had fallen in love,
For all it was worth.
Fallen in love uncertainly.
Without knowing the meaning of the enchanted word.
Such an innocent girl she was,
Oblivious of the cruelties love can bring,
Nothing could have broken her daydream
Of the promises and the wedding ring.
She had hope, she had expectations.
She thought nothing could go wrong.
For, nothing was going to punish her
For the things she had longed.
But, sweetheart, says who?
See the consequences now.
Everything is broken, everything is irreversible,
Everything is utterly broken down.
She was an idiot
To see her heart away,
To the pretending prince she had loved,
Who broke it into pieces and
Shoved them away.
Only hollowness and darkness,
A huge blank whole,
Once there was a little girl,
But now there's an empty soul.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Little girl.
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