Life is a tragedy

 
She lives in the shadows,
With no-one on her side.
She has always been down there;
She carries the pain behind those eyes.


She sings of melancholy,
Whilst wearing a smile.
She dreams her life will change,
But she will always live in the fire.


Her future is tragic
And everyone but her knows;
She is surrounded by friends,
But she is all alone.


She drinks from a bottle,
To forget her thoughts.
She sings from her black soul
And who would have thought?


Now she is gone from us;
We always knew this day would come.
The drink and drugs were her bullets;
Her life and thoughts were her gun.


She speaks in riddles,
In lines we can hear.
Her voice has the echoes,
Of a thousand years.


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