She takes her time;

she takes her breath;

she doesn't care whats there or whats left.

No one was there;

but she didn't care;

her words were few but held more meaninng.

Precise and exact with death;

she couldn't be caught;

muffled screams...her victims fought.

No one heard;

they were but a whisper;

her perceived innocence made you want to kiss her.

Never faultered;

never questioned;

never thought she'd have a sucidal ending.

Gun shots sound;

to hells shes bound.

A million lifes affected;

her life a mess the way she left it.