Seldom does the sun upon her face,
Reflect a healthy glowing,
Never has he seen a beauty,
So uniquely formed.

Crashing waves,
Blurring haze,
As he stops to say hello,

A pounding in his chest begins,
An icy stare - her sole reply,
Pierces him and burns within,
As if she sees his filthy sins.

He drags his mesmerising stare away,
From her dark stately image,
Knowing that he'll turn his head,
Again to see her form.

Her blood red lips,
Her raven locks,
Perfection…evil…poised.

The dampness of insanity,
Sets in its deadly pace,
The harshness of reality:
Memories he cannot erase.

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