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by yvette Feb 19, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
"Sinister" So beautiful yet so evil. She hides in the shadows. Waiting as night overcomes day. Mute, not saying a word. Her actions speak louder than words. Wicked thoughts of death and departure. Oh but don't dwell over her troubles For her sins should not affect you. Lead on your way as you have forever. And soon no longer will she live in anguish. Deep below the ground she will lay. Crimson rose beside her as she goes. As the sky waits for her soul She doesnt care anymore. Soon to be in eternal sleep.
by sinister
Who's "she"?