LFN Poetry
By Nikita Word
She Cries for the strangers
Who fall at her feet
Inside she's an innocent
Outside she's fatel
But what I've decided to see,
Was that she's and innocent to me
But what I've decided to see,
Was that she's an innocent to me

She torments herself about her deeds
That she goes to complete each day
And now that she's payed her price
She is that innocent to me

She never really knew who she was
They gave her a life that was not hers
They claimed that she died in a prison cell
But in the end,
She died in the prison of her heart
In the end she died in her heart.
By Nikita Word
Eyes glazed over...
Lips chapped with passion..
His eyes are decieving,
but
His heart is where it seems.
Torn inside,
Fighting
She was his soulmate by multitudes
She was his being, His every move
But he died without her,
And he cried about her.
But he dies without her.
The leaves they fall,
floating
The child they call,
Crying
He never understood why she could not do what he could
The glass is clear now he sees through,
The fog is lifting...
she's understood.
But he died without her,
And he cried about her.
He never knew that he loved her...
Loved her much.