Everything bleeds, with echoes, your voice emits You were only half of what I thought you were Sincerely yours, Wiping away blood spots on the door And for one moment All was serene I closed every window And washed my hands cleaned I would have killed you If it weren’t for what you said So I left you there, only half dead I pulled out a rope And left you a note I hope you can read What I just wrote You are just another feeling I banned While holding the noose in my hand I was hoping that you’d understand Always and forever, Your biggest fan -Eleanore