A recollection of memoir got burnt by flames,
Everything led her to an unforeseen fate.
Wished for a very own death bed,
To flee from degeneracy that's why she entreated.
Red, crimson, scarlet blood,
Burgundy and ash, wither away that youth's bud.
Let her unravel nirvana's light,
Diverge the soul to flesh and emit delight.
Into nothingness she stoop too low,
What a tragic way to end the show.
She and she was her own savior,
And everything was too much to endeavor.
An enemy by witness,
An aficionado by heart.
Lived in a vortex of imaginary lies,
Even after life's bittersweet depart.