The Little Mermaid This is the story of how I died, Though it isnt mine, and I didnt die.

My life was a breeze, I sailed through it all until I met you here. I heard you when I was going down, and you pulled me up out of the clouds. You saved me. The rest was the way it should have been except it wasnt. I heard you walked through glass to get to me, the road painful and unforgiving, like the devil you signed to. We fell into the fateful flames, desperate for desire till she came. I see now that she was pulling us apart, but I was devoted in eventual spousal with her, my murderer. Now the tales goes, that if you had killed me, you, would have lived. But my true love gave her life to save mine, becoming nothing but the clouds of calm of life and death. A tear rolls down my left, both white and red wines, save the pain. Your voice lifted my hair in the wind as your sisters called me back to you, making me come, so I jumped. This is my story of how I died, For now I died of her, to be with you.