one lonely star

Feb 10, 2003 16:06

pale skin dry and cracked
no longer clearly smooth
tears streaming gently down
rolling slowly to their doom

saline drops seeping through
burns her essence forever more
with every second her sadness grew
he was the only one that did adore

tick tock the clock didn't care
looking out into the darkness
all she could do was stare
into the shadows of her dying heart

day by day her fire slowly died
and so did the innocent child inside
who she saw the morning after she didn't know
in the mirror, it was the enemy.. the foe

are you gone, are you already gone?
she softly whispers into the night
am i too late, is it too late?
she prays not and turns off the light
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