There once was a girl
Blonde, with a southern drawl
Told by many
She was the fairest of them all

But all too soon
Her face seemed all but alive
And she said to me
"Things as fair as me, are not allowed to survive"

She became dependant
And lost the light that once sparkled in her eyes
And as fast as the world had spit her out
She let it **** her back in, and died.