& What happened that night?
The night the young one died
The night everyone cried
The night she committed that innocent suicide

What happened that night?
No one watched her as she left room wordlessly
Skirts sweeping across the cold dancing floor
The fled the scene and cried no more

No tears were left
After what she saw
Her one true love, 
They lost it all

No one noticed
As the poor girl left the room
No one bothered to follow her
Into the dark cold night

Where she wandered aimlessly
And then painlessly
She left the world
She pulled the blade

No one heard
Her cries
As she laid on the soft cold ground of the cemetary
Bleeding painlessly

Wordlessly

Now we all cry, pitifully, love lost.	 


[This is pitiful. I have no skills.]