Your scent still caressed my soul
your presence is my immortal goal...

We all have choices to make in life,
we all have visions...

The flowers i smell
are of a funeral sort...

Seeking a release
and a way to be free...

I want to make myself realize that you are gone,
i want to put the pieces of my heart...

Seeing you out with her just
breaks my fragile heart...

I sometimes sit thinking of how i feel
and wondering if what we had was ever real...

Once a beautiful angel
now fallen from grace...

Devoured by the demon of time
staring with beady eyes...

The streets were empty down below
she stood on the building whispering...

The blood was dripping from the ceiling
splattered all over...

He looked at her
and saw the pain in her eyes...