She slipped down the dark hole of grieve
Buried underneath her tears
Swallowed by the quick sand of time
She blends in well,
the darkness in her mind matching the one without.
The ink of love splattered on her soul.
Haunted in this life beyond,
now, Inhabits another.
The execration was never lifted.
Maybe in the life after this,
they will awaken and blossom;
Not in this gloomy allay.