Darkened thoughts and memories of mine,
Floating through a portal - out of patience, out of time.
Silently they're coming through her head, and through the night.
Death is in her destiny- Her life shall end tonight.
Her face showed no emotion,
She knew when they would come.
Her fears were broken and shattered,
She knows what they have done.
She is not alone here, in this quiet solitude,
She is not the only one who's life had ended too soon.
She is not the perfect soul all had thought her to be,
She was far from perfect...
Thats what perfect is to me.
