The night she died
was dark and dreary...

The shadows fall
and she is alone...

She's the loner girl
with dark hair and dark eyes...

Darkness and pain
prevall over all...

An intriguing presence beckons her
in the mid of the eve...

A girl
so cold...

Pain consumes her
as her heart is ripped from her chest...

Look at her
she's slipping away...

She looks in the mirror
same old reflection...

Fallen angel
wings tattered and torn...

The feeling is so numbing
leaving me full of pain...

So close to touch
yet so far away...