my best friend
the melancholy melodies drift through the night
the pain is like a ball of fire
exploding in her heart
no more tears
no more fears
only empty lies, words, sighs
only jealousy, rage, defeat
only sadness, pain, despair
her eyes have become shells of enigmic blue
no more smiling
only blank
no more beating
no more living
bury her deep
she's already dead
torn form anything she ever loved
no more tears
no more fears
only emptyness
last breath escapes the dull lips
enigmic blue eyes closed
no more is she
at least, not in this world...
heaven is where she finally lifts her wings,
sheds her pain,
and smiles....
dedicated to Sarah
by
bloodyroseposted on 05/12/2008
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