Touch the heart of a living soul. You will feel a great
Deal of emotion that is too much to handle. You will
Feel the firey burning wick in a foul scented candle.
The scars of a broken heart still remain.
Every tear shed leaves it tattered and stained.
Now, look at her face. You see a fake smile and a
Dull glimmer in her eyes. I look of happiness while
She holds back her cries. She pretends to laugh