The tradegy colors of death danced across the night sky,
lost with the hearts of thousands.
It wrote the unwritten story,
the story that hid in her eyes all this time.
It wrote of tears cried for her pain,
and the tears she wasted her thoughts of him.
As the colors danced to the tune,
of her lonely aching heart.
You could almost see all the dramatic images,
that wonder through her mind day in and day out.
The reds and oranges,
showed her pain so clearly.
The black and grey,
showed the colors of her days without him.
The blues and greens,
showed all the memories that she had of his face.
The story was unwrapping,
like an old rope.
The colors soon fade into the night sky,
as the clouds rolled in.
The rain fell down,
as fast as her tears did.
But this rain was different,
it was red.
Everyone felt her pain that day,
as they found her laying on the floor.
Nothing left of her heart,
she cut it out.
As her blood rained down on the floor,
something was different about that girl.
Everyone noticed it,
she was smiling for the first time.
Just like the unforgettable night sky,
it cleared as they lowered her coffin into the ground.
