her eyes are that of tragedy
of what you could have been
hers tears are those of memories
and what you didn't win

her eyes are those of a fallen angel
picked right up from the floor
and you are not invisible to her
but she doesn't scream much anymore

its silent screams
silent nights
its silent heartbreak
silent sight
and you miss her
but they didn't care
that slowly drifting
she was no longer there

her laugh is that of boken things
that they could never hear
her heart is that of one gone cold
so that they never fear

her memories are those of which
that we all saw before
the screams you hear still are hers
but she doesn't scream much anymore

its silent screams
silent nights
its silent heartbreak
silent sight
and you miss her
but they didn't care
that slowly drifting
she was no longer there
 
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