The night she died

by Marina   Jan 12, 2004


The night she died
she was alone
not another living soul
she died in her blood
drowning in her tears
she died because of him
because of what he did to her
he never said he loved her
he never said he cared
he just laughed and called her names
never knowin what he did to her
neer stopped to care
the night she died she thought of him
she thought of how it could've been
she thought of him until her skin became colorless
and her body cold
she thought of him until that last tear rolled down her cheek
she took her last breath
her eyes shut
and her tears froze

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