Her cinnabar thee never realised.
She filched those twinkles to restore you.
You left ‘she’ scrambled each day.
All in dizziness of lacerations.
You pinched she’s vesicles so strong,
Stems heart is now acumens of kills.
Thee never saw her dark dwells.
Still she worked to pull thy mislead strings
and set aside everything else,
You never saw she was more neath,
Underneath, near abyss.
She had now, in fallen deep.