• I've seen her cry way to many times.
    I've watched her die,
    when she deserved to be alive.

    I knew her secrets were darker then mine.
    She died inside, slowly over time.
    She said "I love you" but every thing i saw said it wasn't true.

    In the dark i cried.
    I knew she had lied.
    So inside i slowly but surely died.

    In her pain I saw her wrists,
    the slashes on her skin.
    Every one knows it was her sin.

    In my sadness i fallowed,
    i swallowed who i was before.
    she died,
    i cried.

    As my last word to the world was her name.
    I told her we were one of the same.
    Me an my sister,
    were a wisper on their lips the second before we did die.