The world continues spinning
She keeps on grinning
Trying to please the world
But never ever winning.
So she packs her bags
As her mother nags
Mom'll never know
That in her mind she lags.
Thinking this will be the end
Though it's not the latest trend
She heads out the door
Because no more can she bend.
A few weeks later still
They don't know she's gone until
They need her to clean and work
Then search for her they will.
Oh yes they can look
But every clue she's took
Only to find her when
They're about to close the book.
Like a flower she did wilt
And her body they will tilt
Only to see every single drop
Of blood she's ever spilt.
In the snow
Where the wind does blow
A burial of honor upon her
They shall bestow.
The family won't grieve
A web of lies they'll weave
Because they say they'll miss her always
Which is against what everyone else does believe.
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