A Face Death Could Only Love

Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who will live next,
Who first will fall?
Only we shall know...
A Face Only Death Could Love:

No one seemed to know
No one could understand
For pain she would never show
So no one held her hand
Outside she was warm
But inside she was cold
Death seemed without harm
And it was something she could hold
Warm fuzzy smiles
Eternal tears wept
One of the exiles
For secrets she always kept
In a crowd she would laugh
But truly she would walk alone
This was her unchosen path
But it was never shown
Again and again and again
She kept her feelings bottled
So she could never truly befriend
For her decisions were so mottled
Lessons she would learn
But wisdom was way late
Deep inside she would yearn
For an impossible fate
Never once she released a peep
For others shouldn't have to know
The sickening secrets inside she would keep
And to only tell the snow
Sadly enough she never complained
For to her that would make her priss
But daily inside she always pained
And longed for death's kiss


 

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[SayG'NightGrac[i]e]

Sad poem. Keeping your thoughts and feelings inside is never good. It only gives them more strength, makes them worse.