me, myself and I
sexta-feira, março 05, 2004
last time
And for the last time, she got off the bus and walked 273 steps north.
For the last time, she rang the bell and he opened the door.
For the last time she staired at his dark eyes and he staired at her dark eyes.
For the last time she told her reasons for everything, but htis time, he just heard.
For the last time, she explained why things went that way.
But the last time she told her to be a good girl was a long ago, so this time, he kept quiet.
And for the last time, he saw tears falling from her eyes, washing her face.
But she never saw his.
And for the last time she said "Got to go", and for the first time he said "I'll take you back".
For the last time, she she shook her head and he asked her to wait him take a shower.
She just said "I love you" before he left the room. He said nothing.
And before he could say anything, he left the shower and came back to the room.
Saw a heart's draw at the wall. It was red of blood.
Blood of her own veins she cut before put the knife on her chest.
It was too late to say something.
So, she lived unhappy forever in the hell.
But at least, she knew it wasn't the heaven.
However, it wasn't the uncertain hell she was living on the Earth
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