I don't know what goes on in her mind
Her deepest thoughts so intertwined
With her soul which is so confined
To a body that she'll leave behind
I wish to tell her she can't be described
A book which could not be inscribed
But still she'd rather not be alive
She sees no reason to survive
I'm in love with a future train wreck
A car crash that will only crane necks
And leave dozens of bloody rain specks
So I'll be lost with none to gain next
I'm falling for slit open wrists
And one sad and final kiss
From a girl whom I will miss
When she fulfills her last death wish
I'm being swept off my feet
By a stool that falls from beneath
And a noose that will grant her relief
In the form of a body which she'll bequeath
I'd love for her to stay on Earth
But she'd prefer a ride inside a hearse
So goodbye to an angel who felt so cursed
That only love could make life worse
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