|Oh, the memories...|
The death of BeatriceThe death of Beatrice by AzzuraGattina
I see her, my vision blurred,
Her sentence, her absolution confirmed,
Yearning to catch a breath,
But cannot; life's gate closing,
She had fallen.
She had fallen.
Yet an angel descends from heaven's above,
Standing her up,
He clothes her in the dresses of red,
Removing the tears her sleeping eyes have shed,
Speaks loud and clear,
Pulling my lady to him near:
"Oh fair Beatrice, angel of the mortal world of blood and flesh,
I bring to you the force from which you could replenish,
Take my hand,
For you will so lead a man,
Of who's love, you had been banned".
So she does,
My lady flies away, to the stars.
The wind blows, scarring the room's peace,
Doesn't disturb my lady's sleep,
For all I can do now is weep,
But I shall not, for another action I seek,
To celebrate her grace, to love her, even though now she is free,
I am stuck between my heart's bleeding scars.
My eyes following her path to the stars.
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