she used to be a dancer and a lover at the least
until she tried and lied and died and cried for many weeks
those weeks turned into lonely months and then a year or so
when her constant thoughts of love pushed her down too constantly low
she was pulled up to abide and thrown her clothes when he left her side
till she drove fast away went in her room or drove drifting away to cry
soon she became too similar to a character on a late night show
getting more beaten up and torn apart by the minute
and never ever letting anyone know