She is unlovable, deranged,
She is so gullible and strange,
Yet comes another day, and charming masks are donned.
The notes are fusing into tacts,
And she becomes what she enacts,
You want to rescue her - she always walks alone.
She is a giantess for dwarfs,
Her passions simmer and engulf,
No matter what she gets, she never has enough.
Her world is tearing apart,
And she emerges, bright and hard,
And shadows hear her sardonic quiet laugh.
She cannot love a living man,
But she returns where she began
And saves her tenderness for tending to the weak.
The wisdom grows, absolves the pain,
And not a moment goes in vain,
And she becomes what she believes - and so do we.
She is unlovable - a song
© Copyright: Кристина Девулите, 2009
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How touching it sounds,
It rocks my firm ground.
I feel her approaching,
I hear her breath.
Владычица ночи
По имени Death...
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Excuse my misunderstanding if any. Beautifully implied though.
Алла Белоусова 14.04.2009 16:26 • Заявить о нарушении
It rocks my firm ground.
I feel her approaching,
I hear her breath.
Владычица ночи
По имени Death...
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Excuse my misunderstanding if any. Beautifully implied though.
Алла Белоусова 14.04.2009 16:26 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you so much, Alla! It could be interpreted this way, too, for sure - it's all in the eye of a beholder...
Кристина Девулите 15.04.2009 03:48 Заявить о нарушении
Кристина Девулите 15.04.2009 03:48 Заявить о нарушении
На это произведение написаны 2 рецензии, здесь отображается последняя, остальные - в полном списке.