I am but a winter flower
Blowing softly in the breeze...

Smile on the outside
Dieing on the inside...

I cried yesterday
Tears of sorrow...

The window hung like a picture frame
Nothing was said as the beast was slain...

It's all over now,
I told a friend...

She sits in the corner of her room crying. She...
She still feels his hands all over her. NO!' she...