Among the trees from day to night
Frightened she hides and can't find the light
Lost in the madness she fell from her height
Knowing she had lost the final fight
Never had the monsters brought her such fright
The castle had fallen leaving no delight
She tried to defend but the battle was tight
All of her followers had lost their good sight
Many forgot what was wrong and right
Kingdom had fallen under evil's bite
This little fairytale she could not rewrite
There was no hope no if or might
Evil had won and that'd have to be alright.
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Words Unspoken
PoetryFrom pain comes passion, from passion comes inspiration. These written words may not make sense, may not fit well, but they are real. Real pain and passion created these. Read each and learn a bit about me and my past, present, and future. Cover by:...
