The Flower Girl Speaks

This death was pitiful
I could see it
I despise my weakness
I couldn't stop him

Always, weak to him
Always, weak
Always, to him
Always, weak

Loathe…

He was a puppet
As was I
Puppets of fate
I knew I would die

…myself…

I wish I could sever
Strings cut
But I couldn't
Never ever

…hate…

Piercing steel
More than steel
Skin torn
Blood spilt

…my weakness…

Organs ruptured
Silent gasp
Blood gurgles past
Perfect lips (or so they said)

…wish…

His face
Perfect picture
Shock
Beautiful terror

…for an end…

If only
Planet
Saved
The madman ended it…

…I smile…

They will die
They cannot stop him
If only the plan
I had told

…my end…

But what if
They stop him
Then I'll be back
As something far more beautiful

…this life…

I would pray
But blood loss
And lack of faith
Clamps my lips

…was torture…

He is sad
I am sorry
If only he didn't see
He wouldn't cry on my body

…torture chamber burned…

Goodbye
Life
Torture
Gone

…happy now…