She was good,
When the moon wasn’t out,
A promise to you,
Without a doubt.
But when the darkness arose.
So did her soul,
Creating an evil monster,
Loosing all self-control.
Her words untangled,
Her voice finally free,
This wasn’t the girl she used to be.
An angel was her dream,
But her life isn’t fair,
Especially to this girl,
Who is now just a glair.
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