Air that she inhaled <br />Stabbed her heart <br />Ice blood running through her veins <br /> <br />She closed her eyes <br />And exhale <br />But her souls was empty <br />When the clock announced noon... <br />She looked at the mirror <br />And saw an orange jacket <br />Sitting on a bed of an angel <br /> <br /> <br />Who is he? <br /> <br />The tears that she had in her eyes blinded its face <br />A lonely heart celebrated with pains <br />And her tears couldn't fulfill her dreams <br />And her words flew with the wind <br /> <br />And the air that she inhaled <br />Stabbed her heart <br />Ice blood running through her veins again.<br /><br />Sandy Germain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poor-girl-5/
