A silver tear,
Rolls down her cheek,
Everything she fears,
Makes her grow weak.

Leaving celestial
trails,
In her wake,
Her sould still sails,
Her soul stil waits.

A trail of diamonds,
Is left behind,
As he summons her,
To be by his side.

She dare not smile,
Nor does she speak,
This crystal vile,
Has sprung a leak.

Her memories swim,
Around her head,
As she silently
cries,
Up in her bed.

Inside she screams,
Of her lost chance,
Of silver tears,
Her gothic romance.
 
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