See that girl holding a knife
ther life was nothing but turmoil and strife
slowly she lets go of one last breath
while a trail of blood leads her to her death

the laughing sneers, the cruel grins
suddenly stop when they see her gone
those who wished for her death
now mourn over her rose bed

the inoccent smile no longer in place
replaced with a tortured face
pained iris's refelfect
you were responsible for her death