No, your right, I am not tough
Yes, every night I cry...
My nails are coloured black.
My hair covers my eyes...
There is a river near
Rushing waters pass through...
Swirling all around me
Pieces of cold, bitter death...
Purple lips upon a wedding corpse,
Tears rush down a polished face...
They had been the perfect pair,
even they were unaware...
One of my best friends knew a 17 yr girl that died...
anyways...
The Holocaust :
So very many lives taken within a blink of an eye...
I am ill
I am dying...
A white envelope lies silently beneath the empty...
Containing a long letter, a letter that can never...
You see her every day
She's the same in every way...
Leave me alone,
Everybody on their own...