Pretty little circle
Days go by and still my heart has not healed from the loss that it suffered that tore a hole and cannot be repaired with love or kindness or good looks or money or jewels that sparkle liek diamonds and shine through the window of the bedroom that was the place of the rape of the girl as innocent as Mary the virgin who mothered the child that saved all the people like you who remind me that days go by and still my heart has not healed from the loss that it suffered that tore a hole and cannot be repaired with love or kindness or good looks or money or jewels that sparkle like diamonds and shine through the window that was the place of the rape of the girl as innocent as Mary the virgin who mothered the child who saved all the people like you who remind me that days go by...