A young girl, so innocent, so new,
Cheerful and happy in any place,
Sat alone in the horror zone , beneath the argent glow of the moon
Everything we were
Memories we created
Sitting in blissful happiness
She created another side of her for him
Your beauty Is not in the clothes you wear
I see your beauty in your eyes,
That ****** mole, 
Tell's true story which is reflected in your soul.