There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they were fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they were real, and they began to play.

The four sisters were happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girl's time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

Have a cookie, sir.

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

What's that in my eyes? Oh yeah... tears...

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

Words cannot describe your beautiful poetic writing style.

I don't feel very nice saying this,but all your "were" are in "where".

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

I want to have coffee with you

krossite said:
I don't feel very nice saying this,but all your "were" are in "where".

my OCD thanks you

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

Normally the rules say you have to tell from the image and/or artist commentary by itself to qualify for the S-CD pool...

I think we can let the rules slide this once. I'm not a poetry fan but... yeah...

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

Nice job. There's nothing left to say.

HikikomoriDG said:
There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

Tragedy is a sad and beautiful thing. I applaud you

And the image's title is 「Quartet-1」.

HikikomoriDG said:

There once was a girl, all small and sad,
who longed for three sisters, that she once had.

With the power of magic, and the power of love,
she made three sisters, as those now above.

And though they where fake, with no soul, to say,
to her they where real, and they began to play.

The four sisters where happy, they played out loud,
without noticing, that the girls time ran out.

Now the band is silent, since the girl is gone.
But they'll play again soon, since the show must go on.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=88hUskvkPfo

I put your lyrics into this arrange but if you have any problem with it I can take it down of course by the way.