Black Beauty Thrown down and beaten, Scorned, whipped and thrashed; Sorrows, black beauty On strained and brok'n wings I've crashed Shadows surround me and haunt me with pasts. The blackened night is laughing, mocking my pain. Tears flow in tourrents and embers like rain. Shot down in spite, in hate or in fear Sweet grace and beauty Slit, ear-to-ear. Murder or suicide? Destiny or Fate? This life was ended by love's cold, steel blade
Amaya Lynn · Wed Dec 27, 2006 @ 09:50pm · 3 Comments |