She can't dance anymore,
Her heart is empty,
In the end she swore,
She wouldn't hide.

But, swallowed by night,
She can't find the strength to fight.
Broken from life,
She cuts herself with a surgical knife...
To fix the errors in herself.

The biggest error was cut first,
Was the heart that left her cursed.
The next to go,
Was her eyes,
Which were rife with woe.
Her lips were stitched shut,
To stop the scream from deep in her gut.
Finally, came the fingers,
To lose the touch of her loved one,
Which on her skin still lingers.