Her name is Auroura
She was only five...

I see you
Staring across...

The sound of your voice
In my ear...

Depression runs through my veins
Memory seeps through...

Bleeding is my tortured mind.
My teenage hearts been left behind...

Barely knowing you
I grieve you...

You used me
You teased me...

This is a tale
Of a broken heart...

Your touch heals me
From this pain inside...

A rose that was once
Beautiful is now not...

Wrist cutter
Why so blue...

My friend today
My friend tomorrow...