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Sit down, shh Boys and girls And let me explain But first let me tell you her name Bella, she prefers to be called Walking down these city streets Like the mistress of all Black high heels that click while she walks Her short brown hair looking cute while she talks (Until she met him) Dark, gloomy looking day The sun hiding ashamed The clouds opened up and down poured the rain She looks up to the sky The raindrops mixing with her tears She swallows all her hope As she kneels before her greatest fear “I’m sorry”, she choked as venom escaped her throat Thinking over the letter she had almost wrote He could be watching this wreck, she says with a breath Her hands run to her neck and he prays, “Not Death” She pulls off his necklace she had held on for so long Taking off all that had been done wrong The pearls flying in all directions While her various feelings find the connections She tips over the edge of Rama’s bookshelf Where she was only a page all to herself The frozen liquid numbing her senses Her fingers let go of him She loses all her defenses He’s still blanketed by lies Still alone and he cries I want to hear her every last word Her breath that had said I loved him but I still loved death
