They call your name,
A soft whisper lost between the breezes...

Appearances are nothing,
you can drink the finest...

His white fur now scruffy and torn,
his button eyes one missing...

The blank canvas,
so white and pure...

The pictures black and white,
now starting to fade...

Its hard to forget,
that perfect little dress...

I smiled,
a knowing smile rare upon my face...

And with a short breath,
i fall...

As she saw that emotionless face,
lost in the windows of fate...

She threw a single red rose into the sea,
the waves swallowing it into its deep watery...

I watched you take that final step,
straight over the edge of my heart...

Tears fall from the shadow of a girl,
the green skin she hides from the world...