she was a normal girl always had on a smile,
never had a name or a place to stay awhile,
she got lost,
turned into a fox,
had no friends,
and knew she could never make it to the end,
the wind blows,
theres gladly no snow,
but the heat is unberable,
and terrrible,
she walks down the road,
sand in her toes,
the sun is burning her skin,
left the ones she loves and feels as if shes sinned,
turns to see a car,
not too far,
she waves her hand,
but faints and plumets into the sand,
she struggles to breathe,
know that she is about to leave,
the beautiful but terrible precious world,
her insides are cold,
she feels dead,
and has lost all train of thought rushing through her head,
she can hear the wind and the sand,
covering her body almost on command,
something reaches out and grabs her palm,
but its too late shes gone...
