As a flower, she bloomed Once her wrists were opened I remember her scent, intoxicating My communication with her was clearly enhance But hers was quickly fading, discontinued and frail Her eyes reflected a hopeless apprehension, For a compa**ionate smile, a misplaced melancholy Liquid-Azure, she stared at me... Like when we used to drink to much co*ktails On Sundays afternoon... I remember her heart-breaking smile, now beautifully distorted Agony and orgasms combined, I swear Don't worry girl, everything is going to be alright Can't wait till she sober up and realise what is truly happening She seem gently desperate, numb and on the verge of collapsing But that I cannot allow This is a Test and I couldn't get more sentimental I'm feeling her pulse, slowing down, foreshadowing a very long and quiet season, Of dreamlike serenity.... I'll miss her so much (Ether died as a martyr, unknown, in a secluded asylum)