Third Times the Charm
Once she wrote a note to no one
A note about love…
On a piece of paper, white as snow
Paper that smelt of perfume
She could only tell the paper of this love
She wrote of all her feelings
She told how no one could love more than this
She said that the love was one to last the ages
She took this note and kissed it with a flame
Never speaking of this again
Once she wrote a note to no one
A note about a broken heart
On a piece of paper, soaked in tears
Paper that smelt of nothing
She could only tell the paper about this hurt
She poured her heart out
About a pain that would not relinquish
How no one could feel pain like this
How no one should feel pain like this
How she didn’t know how to fix this pain
She took this note and kissed it with a flame
Never speaking of it again
Once she wrote a note to no one
A note about a sense of freedom
On a piece of paper, trickled with blood
The paper smelt of his cologne
She could only tell the paper about this freedom
She poured her soul into it
She told of how the freedom meant no more pain
She spoke about an eternal sleep and of light
She spoke of a numbing coming up her legs
How no one could’ve loved anymore
How no one could’ve hurt anymore
How she wouldn’t love or hurt anymore
She tried to kiss the note with a flame
But never spoke of it again
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