She has a darkness within her
Untamed and unmanaged.
One thinks he holds the key
Burning his hand when it is used.
Consecrated by the belief in her will
She is both temptation, and the unrelenting.
A force that you wish you could tame
But know you cannot.
She spreads silence like seeds
To people that she believes are untrue.
There are no tears inside of her
She only weeps for the truth.
The darkness within her is consuming
Only the good in her.