Ghost Song
Blue skies,
wicked lies
Frozen breath,
Once alive, now greeting death.
Smooth Skin,
Unblemished by the pain stored within,
Wrists that bleed,
Scars from a blade full of greed.
Tears running down her face,
As she writes a letter explaining how she's in the wrong place,
She’s sorry that she has to go,
She sorry that she never let you know
Now it’s all over,
As mom hugs her daughters memory closer,
Knowing that she’s gone,
her heart beat, vanished like a ghost of a song
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