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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2010 Jan 29 Comment on this Work [[2010.01.29.15.04.1789]] |
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She's falling, and falling fast. It's like the tears won't stop. A neverending stream of salt water. Darkness wraps his arms around her, He tells her he has been waiting, Waiting for her to finally join him. Weak, sick, sad, depressed, How much longer can she hold on? With no hope left, giving up slowly, She lets the darkness consume her. Absorb her being, no light left. The letter has been written, The noose is waiting, Waiting for you. Black rose petals form a broken heart. Who will find her, who will cut her down? Will anyone come in time? Save her, rescue her, she's calling for help, Her voice nothing more than a silent sound, A whisper that no one will hear. The time has come, no sense in putting it off. The dead girl walks to her death, There's no turning back now. Silently she closed the door, Never to see the light of day again.. With one last breath, leaving her world behind. The living dead girl is dead... |