lips quiver through the night
i suffer from a horrible fright.
my blood burns for that blade
for all the mistakes I've ever made.
love is lost
and love is gone
everyones suprised
that she survived this long.
all those jokes,
all those laughters,
they never knew
what happened after.
when she was alone.
when she would cry,
a little piece of her,
would slowly die.
she lost all hope.
and all her dreams.
in puddles and rivers,
that became streams.
her ocean is full
and is almost overflowing
she's lost somewhere
her face isn't glowing.
her skin is pale.
her eyes are grey.
her lips lost color,
throughout the day.
her failed attempts
to improve herself
improved nothing
not even wealth.
if she bleeds
she bleeds tonight
and this night of all
might be the last of her light...
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