Forever and ever, she's never back.


The crimson tears began to flow,
And out from her heart came her life;
Her fingertips shook, Her eyes closed.
It was her end now; even God knows.
Through all her hardships, struggles, strife,
She's gotten nowhere; nothing 's changed.
Everything for nothing at all.
It was fate’s time, and time too soon.
She sat in a pool of herself,
Her clothing now a deep scarlet.
“Oh please!” she trembled,
And God looked to her with pity.
In pure mercy, He raised her up,
“Dear child, say goodbye.”

Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2008-05-01 at 04:53

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