Beautiful does not explain
Gorgeous does not describe...

Dear Murderer
You know your name...

The bitterness of a forgotten tale
When smiles were expected...

Can you tell
How her soul breaks...

Between the lines
My story's lost...

Shaken leaves
How they droop down...

He pushes me into a place I cannot stand
A place I lose myself in...

She's a paradox
a perfect balance between everything...

The rest is silence
So forget the screams...

It's the feel of your skin
Fingertips grazing my hand...

Life is too short for me to remember you in one...
The parts of it all are cut deep and jagged...

You thought you were someone
Made out of something...