Crying with a weeping sound
Sweetest memories dying
Silently suffocating
Dark dream covered all earth
Sleeping mind, resting well
Dwelling in Hell
Last will of withering thought
Treat her well
She is but the last farewell
Little princess in her prison cell
Dance on a frozen
Grass
Sing on sharp broken
Glass
Dream living a fantasy
Feel dying with memory
Whispering silently to myself
Crying and laughing
Welcome sweet insanity
Singing in the dark corner of room
Playing a song of the moon
I know we’ll meet soon
In Heaven or Hell
Let me embrace you
Let me warm your wounded heart
Let me heal your bleeding scars
And then I let you
Break my heart and take my soul
Let me be your last farewell
Sweet Trina, dream in tear
Last breath to feel alive
Burning smile of dying pride
Precious Trina, my dear
What have you done?
Why did you make them rape your heart?
Ripping off those wounds bleeding so bad
Cutting deeper, tearing apart
Those veins that made you alive for another regret
Linlin's Poetry 