this is the scream that never made it out of her mouth. this is what she thinks life's all about. the girl with... this lifeless body holding one bloodred rose you could take her picture but she can't strike a pose she's the girl that nobody knows. leftover life ignorant strife needless suffering paid on a knife all her blood came out in a flood out in a current flowed straight into mud when body hit floor, how silent the thud? do you want to hear this? do you want to see do you want your cage or do you want to be free? a song for the screen composed on keyboard composed her life as she pulled the cord. prices so heavy that God couldn't afford on a chill silent night a fight by moonlight at which greatest height was greatened by fright she called him a liar he called her a i'd tell you again but i've said this before. i tell you one story told by retracing in all their glory of mind and heart racing to reach the finish or the start the story of one broken heart and that heart's life which ripped apart.