She trades her heart for beauty |
Beneath the casting of shadows, exposed by the midnight moon; beauty cascades among the shallows Where vines and webs were strewn. A princess from the depths of night; renowned the only heiress. Her passions begin to ignite a darkened side that she cherished. One could never see her coming; her soul of the color black. Imposing with her pitchy humming; her voice cries and begins to crack. The beauty that she thinks she holds catches the soulless sunless stares. Her ugliness surfaces and unfolds Exposing her darkened foolish airs. Out of her obscure cocoon she dashes into the night- escaping her ancient rune perishing her beauty from sight. She is on the search for lost love- the very one she chose to lose In return; eternal beauty thereof that only left her heart bemused. |