Crimson 
     trickles
           down that
                  pale skin
           Breathing
   in and out
 with 
   R!A!G!E
     knowing
          within
  The candle wax is 
                 m_e_l_t_e_d
And you can't 
            live
               or
                die
           with this sin
So    having    to    forget,     having    to
     restrain...
	       \S/
		/M\
	  	 \A/
	   	  /S\
   	      	   \H/ 
       a few things in the meantime
It is all
               beyond
                        (T)he ability to
 			 e
		         a
		         r
This thought makes the heart feel 
             
                f-e-a-r
                  that
          She wont be back