~ Before Thorn.

 

Young girl, all alone in the world,

Eyes so blue, and hair so curled.

Where is your family, where are your friends?

Who will tell your story when your life end?

 

Young girl, with so many secrets buried,

Do you not in your heart feel worried?

That someday your secrets will be found,

By someone that is sneaking around?

 

Young girl, lonely at heart,

Wonder why your life fell apart.

There in the backyard lie many stones

Marking the places where you hid their bones.

 

Young girl, with nothing left,

Accused of murder, accused of theft.

No wonder you are lonely and not to be a wife,

There cannot be marriage when you have stolen life.

 

Young girl, your life is upside down.


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