Pearl in Rust

Spiders spinning
Webs of woe
The light at the door
He'll come and go

Your small life
A tail of despair
Soon cut short
By people worse for wear

A little girl
Years past her age
Ripped apart by you
And placed in her grave

One young boy
Down the wrong alley
Soon cut to pieces
Shown dim realty

Overlooked and forgotten
In a world where anything goes