November 17, 2004
My dearest Sister passed on to soon,
Yet here she is, black rose in bloom.
She moves through walls, and floats on air,
Translucent skin and ebon hair.
Is she a ghost, a fiend, or ghoul?
Sis tells no secrets...she's way too cool.
Yet one thing you can surely bet
Is blood red lipstick, on her cigarette.
