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The more you think about the past
The more you live in it
Death beckoned her
she gave in.
she cried for help
you walked away.

she was in pain
you didnt care.
Death wanted her
she knew her fate.

Death took her away
you decided you cared.
The tears do not stop
The dam has been broke
Unknown reason for the rain
Believing they are over
Only to start again

A song, a phrase in a book
It does not matter
Even just a look

So many things resonate in her mind
She swears she hears voices
Low in timber
Causing the forever ember

Scents drifting upon the breeze
All too familiar
None putting her at ease
Feeling the warmth of masculine hands
She blinks trying to hold back
Floodgates open instead

Tonight is hard
She doesn't understand
She is strong
Tonight dropped gaurd
Breaking her tether
*things fall apart so things can fall together
I am truly unsure where this has come from. All my emotions are out of their cage.
People say, "diamonds are
a girls best friend"
but in my case
"death is my best friend"
When all that glitters is not gold
And valleys mist your open eyes
Call me , for my own magic wings
Can fly you to clearer sunnier skies

If the black dog is again on your back
And all you feel is the darkest grey
Call me ,for my own magic heart
Can beat your fears , calm your day

When your sense of perception
Has hidden all that you you've got
Call me , for my own magic eyes
Will show you all that you've forgot

When your days are  never-ending
And your  nights are hard sharp steel
Call me ,for my own magic angel
Tender love for you is all I feel
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