Fine Goodbye Poem by Aaron Yeo

Watching n waiting while the flame burns,
Continue down from the tip to the bottom of the candle,
It burns on and on without a sound,
Then I turned around,
and there She stood without a sound,
but with a dagger on her hand,
She steped forward and smiled,
I asked 'what's with the awkward smile.'
She said 'it's better than a frown.'
then she stab her heart with a sudden yell,
and the candle stop burning,
and I said 'Fare thee well...'