Unspoken Goodbyes

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On top of the world with a crippling fear of heights
Full-stop, now the girl's tippling poison,not so alive
Nonstop,bleeding,burled,drippling the red ink you ignite
One drop, she was hurled, rippling her sad seas and skies

And the melody of heartbeats and pulses were silenced
You're her remedy, impulses,so please hear her sirens
All your felonies she repulses,no matter how frightened
And she endlessly engulfs and contrived in your atrocious eyes

Demons shriek,cries in her bed in the dark void of the nights
Not-so-wise, too late, she's dead ; you could have just turned on the lights
Fell and will not rise again; after jumping angels fly and
Sometimes goodbyes aren't said but they are equally implied

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