White lace dress
Once beautiful and clean
Now drags along the ground.
Torn tatterd shredded
It sings a simple song
A vison more beautiful
Then ever before
The girl who wears
Walks alone in the darkness
Only her black wolf
Her constant companion
By her side
Her journey has been long
Once lost among scars
Heartache hidden under
Clean white lace
A smile forced upon her face
With nothing out of place
Magic is held within
The darkness
Beauty that is timeless
And never out of place
Souls of beasts that linger
Deep with in
They hunger to be heard
In darkness there is light
Their thoughts whisper
Through out the darkness
Something I find never
Out of place
The girl in the darkness
The one who seemed perfect
With the smile upon her face
Has found her home
She dances under the moonlight
In shredded lace
And mud upon her face