You are her blood.

Sitting alone in the shade,

Covered by dust. 

You are her flesh.

Flaming ray of heat. 

Your soul is white though sorrow.

Your heart black and ill. 

He will only follow,

blind, Not loud nor clear. 

Life will only teach her, 

the things she knew before. 

How I could not be her,

There was no exit door. 

Hiding of the glow, 

She was my blood.

I could not find her,

Though she was you.