Patches lived and patches died br Her life was not in vain, as penniless br as a pauper, her wealth of gold br lied within her heart br br Along time ago, this was written br and along with its story lied a real br person who gave her life to others br to make thier life a little bit happier br br So she died of lonliness and br poverty stricken, still, her dress br of many colours, designed with br all the emotion and heartaches br that represented each story br of her shortend life br br If you see the yellow, you will see br how she loved to warm other people's br heart if you saw the blue you saw br the virtue which lied within her soul br when red comes to view it reveals flaming br fires with rings of orange flame that finally br took the blackness to her final destination br br Sadly but true, if you look hard, you br can find a Patches in every broken br heart that walks the streets alone......