Her face like velvet so soft and fair br With a stare so confusing br And a delightful glare br Her lips pointed in smiled lie br Caressing each breath br Into a desperate sigh br Her eyes truly sparkled in a death divine br A trickle and tear no clear meaning br Time left behind br Her gloves left covered in white simple lace br Concealing self mutilating slashes br And the glee on her facebr br Abby Wessonbr br