she keeps running
away from the past
unable to get away
in search of happiness once again
the past haunting her
traped in this world
where death is so near
she wants nothing more
than to end her life of pain
in that tattered old dress
she keeps running
till shes finally put out of her misery
still in that old dress
now stained with blood
she lays there finally dead
now relieved from the hurt
a smile on her face once again
shes fianlly not haunted by the past