-Inhale-
A star falls and clouds part
And that is how we form a heart,
And waters stir as night appears,
From this derives our every fear;
"Give her eyes", the angels said exchanging wicked schemes;
They laughed at her expense and gave her curiosity.
Stardust in her eyes so that she'd always dream in color,
The vixens in the shadows lurk one night after the other.
"I'm afraid she's ill-equipped" the angels beamed with
Pride and joy,
"We've created something simple that is easy to destroy!"
This army shall destroy themselves
And perish with their tragic tales,
"Give her a voice!
Give her no choice!
Give her thoughts!
Give her faults!"
-exhale-