Her name, a perfect sad song
Her smile, a memory of the past
Her eyes, no longer as strong
Her heart, a closed closet
Her heartbeat, a perfect rhyme
Her dreams, no longer soar above the stars
Her mind, stuck in another time
Her makeup, no longer hides the scars
Her soul, a beautiful aged flower
Her spirit, broken in two
Her wish, to last another hour
Her life, a door people go through
Her touch, a little bit sour
Her past, no one believes is true
Her faith, a broken little tower
Her health, always down with a flu
Her reflection, the perfect stranger
Her days, a song no one listens to
Her desire, a dying fragile fire
Her demise, the day she lost her life partner.
