Innecent heart
Heart so pure
Makes me ashamed of mine
She has yet to see the world
She sees it through the viel
The viel little kids wear
Her innonce still not shattered
She grew up
The viel fell away
The flowers wilted
The butterflies died
Her heart is shattered
Life if a cruel game
Theres no one there for her
She saw horrible things
Things better left unspoken
Things better left unseen
Things that shouldn't exisist
With no one to save her from this
The sun set
With her last remaints of innocence
With what was left of who she once was
She made herself some wings
She flew away on wings of pures white
