13 May 2012
They didn't know she was bleeding inside, It was unclear why she was crying: It happened so suddenly - no time for mourning, And then she told she was dying.
Her bambi-blue eyes, we're glazed over and wide, Her skin like a sheet of thin glass, Her transparency told of her secrets from them, And they knew now she'd let the time pass.
Her arms b'came limp as a ragdoll's own, Her eyes now sunken and shadowed, And her lips were swollen and twisted her words, So her speech was a nonsensical code.
No longer could she leave her darkened room, A cage it was for her, And when she was set free, this was apparent: For when checked? ... She didn't stir.
Death's Secrecy. • Opuss № I