She is dark
And her passions such
A raven's wing hides her eyes
Her marble skin shows no scars
But she has felt
A thousand knives
And pain has touched her heart

She is bright
Her reflections shine
Night's shadow wraps her form
Her ruby lips glisten moist
And she has kissed
A thousand men
And love has touched her heart

She is warm
Her radience calls
The starlight melts her ice
Her silver hair falls like rain
And she has lived
A thousand times
And peace has touched her heart


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