twisted hope turned into tears
days and months turn into years
close to heart yet far apart
hate so soft and love so sharp
waving figures beyond the hills
veiw is gracious but within it kills
shallow smiles go on for miles
signed and sealed deep in their files
crawling sorrow of yesterday's tomorrow
bodies and souls that we do borrow
smashed up glass upon the grass
a danger there to all who pass
soft white pillow beneath her head
her soul lives on, and her shell lies dead