Without Title 14Then there's the silence ... Whimpers that will never be heardJust her and her broken heart Waiting for judges sentence ...It just was too good to be real She should have know it was a dreamBut she wanted to believe at least That love is the sweetest sinNeither the warm truth Or the bitter lie She tried and end being used Hitting the floor she sighed"Take the knife and end the pain"Wispered someone in vain Decision was already taken As red blood slipped from her veinsOne two step, the story is near to it's end