A lovely face that charms and mystifies;
brilliant and majestic even with blinded eyes.
Beauty that permeates through thick invisible walls...
Flowing, viscous, radiant light, all over the body, crawls.
But alas! Sorrow and grief behind all the royalty;
pain and suffering underneath the vanity...
a youthful glow masked with porcelain skin...
hiding a dying soul, concealed within...
Those who admire stares and glares
as the look of lust penetrates and tears;
shattering the reflection of innocence...
becoming an object of desire in her mere existence...
That tattooed crease everytime she smiles,
a pretentious sight that feeds and satisfies
the hunger of vicious mortal creatures,
devouring the divinity of her godly features.
She struggles and cries to be freed,
and prayers of damnation, her only creed...
Her real worth rots and wastes away,
for the price of man's erotic craving, she has to pay.
