I was afraid of the dark
Till the light deceived me,
I could save myself from a shark
Till the fish succeeded in eating me.
Either I accept it my collar bone or holy soul,
Not tracked allure, when I was blind,
It was one who modelling, one more out of control,
It’s a rue for them they linger, I too bide.
I want to live with thorns,
So I would remain rose forever,
Their quietus, for me, is mournful,
Like them, I too blow over them forever.
I would like to cherish snakes,
So to become the half-princess,
The heaven they made, not invited on cakes,
It dismays me for being a specious princess.
I lost, so you revamped in bale.
I want to be with you, but don’t do
In this perennial wearisome tale, I kept hail
I’m vindictive, not wanna support the devil too.
