Chain Reaction (A Tail)
Tis a tail of thy heart, so sad that they forgot.
Once a beautieful child, so sad that the cars piled.
A mother in mourning, as a baybe she was adoring.
A growen woman shant she be, for she can no longer see,
A siple choice she had made, so sad her life was the fee payed.
Looking back, crying now, mother, father the family of sorrow
The young girl lay still in her place, so sweet her porsilyn face.
Now in a world of the unknowen, missing now, her graice.