CrAzy

by s*w*e*e*t*i*e   Jan 11, 2006


She used to be pretty,
But now she is plain,
She never closes her eyes,
She hardly blinks,
She lays in a white bed all day,
Staring and nothing,
Staring at space,
She hardly feels anything,
Never says a word,
Her emotion is all gone,
She will never move on,
Her family still moorns,
Forever more.

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