Arbit thoughts

This is the story of a girl grown up she came from the far up north with eyes that sparkled and lips blood red she was the fairest baby, all had said charming her way into a million hearts she turned heads everywhere from the start Her daddy's pet and mommy's pride the little girl grew up to be quite a sight. Years past and she grew some more her charisma was the tale told from door to door she grew up naught, she grew up nice she grew up to be quite a prise She fell in love and married her prince lived happily ever since Now today today turns another page in the story of the girl grownup.

Another day, another me another Hymn, another dream a symphony that played not too long ago lingers on, an echo. another thought, another theme another cause, another being the music that stopped plays again on memory, no more pain.