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Суббота, 16 Июля 2005 г. 06:17 (ссылка)
Death surrounded her all her life.
She played with her mind,
taunting her with words
which seemed like a lullaby.
Her words tricked her,
leading her the wrong way.
The place she thought was heaven
was infact Deaths hell.
Death was her friend,
and a good one she was.
Death showed her a way
to attampt a better life.
The more she tried to attempt it,
the more she seemed to fail.
When all else had fallen,
Death was there to help her back up.
There came a time in her life,
when death was her only friend.
She stood by her side,
she was there when she cried
late at night.
When the word was asleep,
all she could do was weep
When there came a time of silence,
Death was there to haunt it.
Death filled her up
with false words of hope.
A false dream of a once known happiness,
which she lost long ago.
Her time of silence was over,
as she had found her dream, Hope.
Hope was one with many faces,
never seen as one.
Hope showed her the right direction,
disgusted by her happiness.
Death was afraid to lose her.
that girl with no name.
Death feared Hope,
for she took away her friend,
and filled her with hope.
This hope was one Death never
came to understand.
It's the hope only one can give,
something Death could never have taken.
Death, knowing what she had lost
touched her with her lips, to say goodbye... ©