She's dying.. Unwillingly, alone, scared..
She's dying.. Quietly, confused, happy
She's dying.. Knowing that she's going to be free
Free of the pain, sorrow, and guilt.
She's dying.. Wondering if she can be saved..
Is there a cure?
She's dying.. Medicine not working, but she's trying..
She's dying.. Maybe not alone, but other don't know her struggle
She's dying... Does anyone care? Do they know? Why aren't they here?
Mouth closed, eyes shut, she's gone. Nobody knew her pain. All was lost but could of been gained, if we only knew... She was dying, but living alone. Not completely dead, but unworthy of life. The lessons that could of been taught, the happiness brought to hearts all around, she's heaven-bound, heart full of joy. She's gone. Done dying, now she's living in the rhythm of the waves, beats of drums, sounds of love. She's gone. Done dying, dried tears, full of vigor.. She's dead.
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