War of Depression


Little girl
Fighting her way through a War of Depression
Wearing a black dress
Living in a castle of darkness
She had a confession
But she won't confess
She was completely heartless
Little girl
Fought her way through a War of Depression
Wearing a black dress,
On a rainy day,was killed
No one knew her birth nor death information
She was so depress
She just laid dead on the windowsill
Little girl
Who fought her way through a War of Depression
Was never married
She had only one exception
To be dead and buried

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