The last tears have fallen to a lost heart beat,
She is but a memory that is incomplete.
Hands; tattered in crimson spider webs,
Pouring and rushing in between broken threads.
The last tears have fallen to a lost heart beat,
The demons have conquered her soul in defeat.
To the fragile skeleton caged by flesh and skin,
The prison of a mortal has broken her in.
The last tears have fallen to a lost heart beat,
She is growing numb in silent retreat.
To a world that has left her with nothing sweet,
She is but a memory that is incomplete.
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Written January 2nd, 2006
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