Dumped

Labled, daddy's little joy for, she born with the seven skills carried the stars in her smile. She moved with the Planets in her stride and seasons would alternate between her eye blinks yet she carried heaven as her pride. But it must have been a bad season cos she... Doesn't smile now. But now she wears fear as her cussion just incase she bumps into those memories haunting her sleep. She rests with her rope attached to reality to pull her self out just incase she sleeps to deep. Hips sway to a careless rythm for... Music no longer inspires her when love... love is only an empty burden carried by fools who believes in farry tales. And I remember, she used to believe in Farry tales.