5 March 2013
"There's a problem," the doctor said, "She as small as a twig, Her brain is fine- But her heart's three sizes too big!"
Doc opened her up, Her skin white like a dove, Instead of blood, all that Poured out of her body was love.
"Eureka!" Doc said, "This is quite a mystery." How odd, because the girl Was small-town history.
Word spread through the place, Gossip buzzed around, You could hear a pin drop, They were speechless, no sound.
The news said that the girl passed away, That she was too kind, Her heart grew so big its Organs began to intertwine.
The whole town cried, This girl was their center of gravity, They thought she hung the moon, Her death was such a tragedy.
Her legacy lives on, Even today, The girl died of kindness, At least that's what they say.
Too Big, Too Kind • Opuss № I