Soft flesh the color of gold
Hides a heart where pain resides
An innocence completely ruined
A sweet caring young girl
Now bitter and hateful
A twang of rope and the crash of a stool
A broken neck and a blood pool
No more pain resides in her heart
But what resides in yours?
Knowing full well you were the one who took her life
WHAT RESIDES?
WHAT resides?
