There are whispers of a woman,
whose beauty is untold,
with eyes of the purest emerald,
and a voice as smooth as water.
They say one can hear her voice in their heads,
enchanting them, trapping them in the wood,
so, I herebye warn thee, dont venture into the wood,
lest ye find thee fate as those before ye.
COMMENTS
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DemonLover
00:03 Sep 29 2010
Dark,insightful very lovely, i like it: Good Job
IntoTheVoid
13:26 Sep 29 2010
very cool :)
KarminaTheDarkAngel
05:41 Sep 30 2010
Very nice , dark but romantic .. I like it ;)
phantomsgrief
06:23 Jan 31 2011
i love the poem, thank you for sharing