Thoughts of a Heartless Girl

She has gone years without a heart

All because she willingly gave it up to a boy

Who kept every heart he got on a useless chart

She has dreams of having a better life

But nothing has come around to help her

The only things she has is Death and a sharpened knife

Se wants to leave, but has no courage

Death is waiting, watching closely

She has moved up centuries in age

Three long years have come and gone

Her laughs are almost pure as snow

She' still an innocent, and timid fawn

He stabs her heart with her own knife

Her love for him comes spilling out

He keeps her cold, dead heart as she slowly looses her loveless life.