Once fearless, spirit broken; Innocence no
longer understands the meaning of love.
She writes upon an invisible page, the Keepers
spewing words of rage. He held all of the
treasures, her love he once obtained; he never
cared for her or the pain he gave.
Sorrow lingers in the twilight, while the tears of
the Angels fall upon the earth, into the sea;
remembering the beauty that once was and no
longer can be. Quiet falls upon a sparkling shore;
dreadful hours gone like a stormy wind in the
night, as the Innocence soul takes its flight.
There will be no flowers covered by morning dew,
darkness has left her spirit is free and new. What
follows this perpetual fate, no tears, pain or hate;
love no longer tossed away, earthly needs melted
away; the Keepers heart will remain evil until he
takes his last breath; Innocence is free with her death.