she could have been her
the cheerful one
the loud one
the careless one
oh but life is a beast
it took her away
it tossed her side
it locked her away
she was always phased
never stood tall
Amor herself in her faith
or be cloaked in her hope
so once in a while
it broke broke from it's cage
it bared it's teeth to her
it trapped her in a corner
made her a clown
pretend to be happy
draw on a smile...