She was left.
With nothing.
No clothes,
No toiletries,
No emotions,
Nothing.
If she could cry she would cry
For nothing.
If her eyes could cry she would cry
For just emptiness.
For there is nothing inside her.
Except these boiling tears that have never existed.
She died crying,
Because the spell came loose


If her eyes could cry
Trust me,
She'd never break.
Because she's figured out that you loathe her
She's as cold and hard as stainless steel.
For she has no emotions,
because you took them away,
And left her with nothing.
If her eyes could cry,
She'd cry.