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lights flash

the crowd applauds

standing there in her glory

is the queen of the ball

pristine and elegant

her suitors wait amongst the crowd

longing for her touch...

her gaze even...

thinking up empty promises and false hopes

to tell to her in order to win her approval



there she stands

flawless skin with lips redder than a summer rose

eyes the color of amber

her hair flowing down her back

she stands

forever smiling

body poised and full of grace

clothed in the finest fabrics from

around the world

only the best allowed to touch her mahogany flesh

she stands there



the music plays

for its such a joyous occasion

bathed in praise

she stands there

her court stands in shadow

envy flowing through their veins

plans of deceit and drama

swirl through their made-up heads

as they stand behind the queen...

her sisters...



yet she stands there smiling

flawless skin with lips redder than a summer rose

eyes the color of amber

empty of life

her eyes betray the truth

of what she feels

nothing but emptiness

resides behind those amber eyes that

once upon a time were full of love

now are empty



forgotten are those times and feelings treasured

that she once possessed

she stands in her glory

while the crowd applauds

for to all she is the queen of the ball

but behind amber eyes

she's just one of the dead amongst the living

yet there she stands

for all to

adore...