I used to love before I knew rage
You fell in love with my feminine scent
You caused the sweetest magnolia scent to turn into a bitter dandelion
You don’t like how I scream and despite you
But I remember going to sleep knowing you are just like the rest .
I tried to be soft and the most perfect girl
But just like life , there comes death , the death of our love .
Death either reincarnates you , or simply takes you to hell .
The hell I went through , the fiery rage I never knew existed in me .
I was crying in my bed , hoping you would hear my cries .
Instead all I heard was silence , the silence that silently killed me .
