In the night she sits alone
No one cares what she can do
She cuts herself until she can see bone
They come running for the shrew.
With blood shed everywhere
With the tears within her eyes
Her family didn’t even care
As she sits there and dies
As her family leaves the room
She slowly passes away
In the dim light of the moon
As her soul starts to decay
At the funeral the next week
Her body in the grave
When everyone starts to seek
She was not dumb but very brave
Now she is gone
In the grave that she lies
Everything that was sawn
At the day she died
Several weeks have come and gone
And every one still does not care
With their tea and their yawn
As they sit down in their chair
Her sprit still haunts the home
And the owners get the creeps
With the blood and bone
No more on the sheets
Her friends were the only ones to care
They made a marmoreal in her shed
With the love and despair
They still care but she is dead
Submitted: March 07, 2012
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