"I'm not in love with you anymore"
The words still echo off the door...

Mary had a silver blade
silver blade, silver blade...

Laughter plays softly
upon my gifted lips as...

Gently swaying in this rocking chair
as lullabies echo through the air...

Success
perseverance, motivation...

I sit in fear as
the daisies' laugh with vengeance...

Mysterious eyes peer into my being
taking pieces from within...

Memories
littered with confusion...

Hatred
brewed in evil...

Rainbows glisten
chanting their happiness...

What am I feeling?
It's hard to say...

Your heart breaks
Shattering in my grasp...