Dead in the Head
darkrose
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The shapeless tears replacing his images outline.
Becoming blind,
Her perfect eyes fixates upon that flawless image of him,
Frozen in time.
This hardwood floor beneath her,
Provides some pain.
It lessons her sins.
Yet, the sorrow still remains.
Rest in peace, reality.
The torments of tomorrow are feared,
and expected today.
Here she lay, in the never-ending moments of dismay.
A victim of love, shot down in the mud.
Tasting this copper scent,
as the thoughts mingle with her thick blood.
Scented crimson sliding slowly through out her head.
Help’s her remember when she was young,
And she remembers she needn’t defend him.
Maybe she’ll soon awaken,
As, she has that right.
Maybe she will realize it’s best,
To only cry on the inside.
Appear she has past this test.
Pretend she's not be the one that died.
Becoming blind,
Her perfect eyes fixates upon that flawless image of him,
Frozen in time.
This hardwood floor beneath her,
Provides some pain.
It lessons her sins.
Yet, the sorrow still remains.
Rest in peace, reality.
The torments of tomorrow are feared,
and expected today.
Here she lay, in the never-ending moments of dismay.
A victim of love, shot down in the mud.
Tasting this copper scent,
as the thoughts mingle with her thick blood.
Scented crimson sliding slowly through out her head.
Help’s her remember when she was young,
And she remembers she needn’t defend him.
Maybe she’ll soon awaken,
As, she has that right.
Maybe she will realize it’s best,
To only cry on the inside.
Appear she has past this test.
Pretend she's not be the one that died.
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