She is an old building, left alone to rot
Her body shows age quickly coming, but is covered with a thin shine of paint
Her soul is a swamp, a mix of mysterious and dark feelings
She walks around with bandages on her heart, unoticed
With a sign on her head, words unreadable
Used, Broken, Tormented, Torn
But still beautiful
aw... tiffany its cute you had me peering accross the moat at the disintegrating ramparts of a bavarian castle... great lines cheers
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Beautiful. I like the 'She walks around with bandages on her heart, unoticed'. It's so true. Wonderful.