She Died in October Options

[*Blow_Don't_SUCK*]

She Died in October

I remember once a needle came through her heart
She never said a worthy word in her failed chapters
She keeps writing page by page letter by letter
Yet the ink spills and dissolves in a line so somber

Black silk sewed to a woman of stone
Forever frozen in time dancing her way towards nothingness
Her heart captivated in a web of deciet
Settling into an alienated moment
Wraped in the veins of the earth
One needle that pierced her one heart

Eternal rest and eternally forgotten
Once loved in her depth of kindness
Courage that swept a foolish thougth
To die early in order to live more
Looking for an answer never found
A failure concieved with hope

Blood was never the ink
Red was what ended her life
Red was what shaded her blue
A blue that meant death to all her colors
A War of paint that no one can fathom