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She is young...

Another day of
This life is her down
The around her is a mess
Her children safe her mom

She is young but feeling old
Two children with fathers
She on the bathroom floor alone
The shower broke
Her hurts

another night of emptiness to wear her down
Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a
Her fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes
carefully among her husband's business ties

"Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk
Beautiful life her young blue eyes
But life her hand, refusing to let go
her breathing on the floor

They're still asleep hear her cry
And still obsessed with rope ends
This time she a stronger tie
Winnie the Pooh and friends

She is young but feeling old
A dying to be a mother
Now she hangs the ceiling all alone
All is falling from her

Seeing guilt has taught her guilt raised on disbelief
Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for
She has learnt all that there is to know hopelessness
Seeing that no effort in this can stand her test

"Over!" she through rope ends and silk ties
Beautiful life escaping her blue eyes
And Winnie is strong, never let her fall
Prevents her from breathing she's not there at all
But life her hands, refusing to let go
Leaving her on the floor

Hallgren]

[Daniel

Seeing guilt has taught her she's raised on disbelief
Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for
She has learnt all that there is to about helplessness
Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her

Helpless she lies in rope ends and
Unseeing eyes fixating Eeyore's
"Over!" she cries as she's unblind
in this life
Still in troubled mind
The ceiling let go, the old house let her
Dropping her to the hard cold floor
Hitting her - a broken china soul
Red stains on porcelain and not there at all

Breathing she cries for ends and silk ties
Beautiful eyes Piglet stands shy
Broken she lies undead and
Beautiful
Beautiful crying young
Blackened and bruised, how to see
Staring at her - crimsoned ivory
Hours they this broken china soul
Red on porcelain
And she's not at all...