Walking slowly home in the midnight sun,
walking along the river of blood run,
she looks down in her reflection that spun,
around and around in the river of blood,
she twirls the water wit her finger so her face is done,
but it is to late, her transformation has begun,
she leans forward cuz the pain,
her wings sprout out and pull her up stunned.
she turns around and looks dumbfounded.
her "wings" have knives and colored scarlett red.
at noon she found her match in heaven
hes pale as snow and his eyes glow like dusk.
he saw her and picked her up,
and carried her to the bed and held her down.
she stopping breathing and closed her eyes,
he leaned down,stopped breathing,and kissed her gently
she gasped and opened her eyes but
she kissed back passionately and intently.
she realized that she doesn't have to be a killer.
her wings opened & turned pure white.
she flies up in the sky, radiating,
happy forever....:)
