Walk into the space that is free
Hold out your hand, smile as if happy...

She's is hidden behind herself
A shadow of a being...

Sitting at the computer
In the library block...

I had this thought
As I was about to send a letter him...

I am cold in the emptiness
The space between us...

Cuts bleed
So do hearts...

So sublime
My little crime...

The silence is on my lips
And the blade is on my wrist...

I could not see
The things you felt...

What was mine
Is now nothing...

Rope around the throat
Hands tied behind her back...

Robbery of thy soul
Is the crime thee commits...