You are the beauty the devil fears
You are longevity for many years
You are elevated elements convinced
That the sands of time
only exist within the glass
And memories only create the past
Yet some tears seem to last
As some tears seem to laugh
You are the beauty
that grabs death by the throat
A holy suicide note and all that she wrote
A goodbye
From a dry eye
That lost all hope
The Holy Ghost couldn't hold her close
The fire in her eyes became dim to those
Who felt the pain that she chose
And when chaos a rose
Death stepped aside to let her go
Death built walls to protect her soul
Yearning for life death called to the light
And in the middle of the night
She became alive
With every word he would write
A solace surrendering sorrow of goodbye
Held captive by the ways he never got it right
A prisoner of his mind
Without her by his side
Ink spilling black tears for her
A scroll that she would call home
A candle, a yearn, a groan
A grieving heart of stone
Softened by melted wax
That's sealed every note
That he ever wrote
And maybe somehow she was the hope
That could grab death by the throat
© Tanmoy
©lostlove00
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