"Streaming down her face, tears of a horrible place.
Her worst fears are coming true, even more all because of you.
She moans in pain, unsure of what to do.
Looks in the mirror, to see what she's hated.
No more room for pain, its overrated.
In the world of lust, her bedroom turns to dust.
All her vivid memory's continue to rust, all because you had to make her blush." 
  (est. j.r.e.)