Blades on her feet
scratching grooves deep in the ice
Circling and leaping a million miles in the air
She lands perfectly together with a laugh
That day she wore pink.
The cracks in her bones were worse on the ice
They proved just as deep.
She smiles sweetly from her dreams
her eternal everlasting sleep.
That day she wore pink.
The ground opened up and she was swallowed
deep into her resting place.
Nobody knew her dread, her fear
nobody knew the truth behind the smile on her face.
That day she wore pink.
She suffered, till the day she died
It makes one understand slightly, to think
She never liked that colour,she preferred white
That day she wore pink.