Help. Poem by Dyllan Martin

Have you seen the face of a thousand sorrows,
With the woes of the world on her shoulders,
She just lies there,

Her heart devowered by her peers,
Her skin lost in a world of winter,
Her eyes drained to a lifeless grey,
She just lies there,

On cold mahoganey,
Drowning in tears,
As she lies there,

But, amougst the gloom,
There is a small stripe of light,
A open doorway that glimmers with hope,
For there stands her life, her happiness,
She takes his hand,

He lifts her sorrows,
Evapourates her pool of tears,
Lends her his heart,
Gives her the gift,
Of a life worth living,
And she calls him by one name,

Friend.

To Jessi-ma-ka, this is not depressing,
or emo lol.

Btw Special Thanks to Garion.