• Such a beautiful disgrace, that saves me from death
    Skin blue, eyes silver, never took her last breath
    Still alive, but more dead
    Never again to crave bread
    Feeds on pain, and on hurt
    Fills that hole, she is more alert
    She always learns, forever walking
    Death always stalking
    Reasons for her lack of social contact
    Death always hangs on her back
    Death kills all who speak, she walks on
    Never sleeps, all night, past dawn
    She saves me, and I love her
    And then this darkness I ignore
    She would never leave me to die alone
    Her lips are so cold, death’s heart of stone
    So perfect to that reflection
    So hated by fate’s direction
    Bow to her, stare to those capturing eyes
    She sees all that dies
    She tells stories like the sky
    Once contact, holding her, I can feel her cry