Dying could be her new start
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The carpet turned from blue to red
And the knife fell down on the ground
Whispering the words left unsaid
Letting go one last scream,
Without hearing a sound
Losing contact with her dreamworld
Slowly falling down instead
Her heart stops beating, hear her last breath
She finally found peace, in death
Such a beautiful smile on her face
When she could tell goodbye to her sorrow
The resounding of her laugh when she realized
She would never have to face another tomorrow
Her lonely soul, now fulfilled
Perfect tears stopped from falling into no end
Pain slipping away, happiness breaking through
She was close enough to reach for Death's hand
Saved from the hell she was going through
Her black heaven was ready to turn into white
She wouldn't ever have to hold on any longer
From now on, the stars would lead her
Through each and every lonely night
She waited all her life for this
The pain would no longer rip her apart
Walking together with the fallen angels through heaven
Maybe dying could be her new start ..
- She always knew, the knife would be her savior -
