He felt like cherry blossoms
In the coming fall.
Soon his image grew dark
Like the midnight sun
His Violence grew into
The shape of a cheap rapist.
The gift of love never returned
Love soon became dust
The magic of the stars cried
While the Gods shawn with fury
The threw down their arrows
In succession of death; he tried � he died.
Beyond death success was made
The Goddesses wept at the hurt of his prey
While the Gods gathered in counsel
To murder his memory from his casualty
His prey � a victim of lost childhood.
Her fears wilt an ocean, her strength degraded to a fake wall,
All love abanded, all hope lost- all was stolen.
To the depths of the ocean,
She died while the sun pulled her up.
The stars held her strength and kept her mind.
The Gods renewed her and held her close. She stood
On their palms of dancing angels. Innocense she lost,
Now advertised in front of her
Soon she flu with the stars. Prey no more, she was whole again!