As she lays on her death
bed...

Alone in the
the dark...

Doors locked,
windows barred...

Your angel wings
lay broken and...

The smell of your
skin...

This little girl,
She sat...

Alone,
Cold and...

Days pass,
Sleepless night...

Sometimes I have feelings for you,
But then sometimes they go away...

I hold you in my arms,
your life force slowly...

Thoughts of death
running rapid through...

As the fire burned,
And the ashes formed...