It was another song with no vocalists

lyrics with no voices

unseen performances on the stage of life where she had been dead so long

outside her house she held her head high

on the inside of the four wall she bowed her head in disgust

she closed her eyes in pain

but her smile screaming on the outside of her house

she rested her head against her knees

and imagined how she would feel forever with him

she raised her eyes at the portrait of him, with so much passion.

papers rustle and crinkle in her palms as she fold it

tears run down her face like rain drops from the top roof

the emptiness in her heart,

the desire  in her eyes,

not even a single echo bounced back from her mummers .

her soul grieves

the smell of fury surrounds her like smoke

though you can hardly hear her breathe.

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