Shining diamonds fall from her eyes,
And the black waters are silent beneath her.
Soft lips utter no words, no cries,
Pale, thin arms cannot sheathe her.
Her dark hair is loose and blown astray.
Ivory skin, broken by crimson lines.
The painful ache of her heart beats night and day.
Her face no longer shines.
A fatal step is taken, and there crashes a wave,
Towards the edge of a cliff on that rocky shore.
Her beautiful, liquid grave.
And the black waters are still no more.
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