She looked at the empty wall,
With a lost thought in her eyes.
The dreams seemed to collapsed,
On those dreamy blackeyes.
Those were forgotten,
But the tears rolled forgiven.
Blunted were the thoughts,
Words were mistakenly forgotten.
The plays, the pranks seemed to narrow;
Down those miserable memory lane.
O can thou bring the thoughts in light,
The thoughts that was crumbling thee,
Could I ever take that sorrow away?
That seemed to tear my little princess in pieces.
Dreams, the illusion the little dusk that had tainted thy
heart,
If I could ever,
Stumble on to your thoughts,
I would kill that beast of sadness,
That made you cry to tears and salt,
On his face at glee..
