Blonde hair cascading down into elegant curls,
Blue eyes as deep as the ocean.
Voice like an angle's,
Laugh as soft as a cloud.
Personality blacker than the night sky.
Soon blonde curls become thin and gray,
Eyes white and glaze with cataracts.
Voice old and raspy,
Laugh high pitched and cracked like a witch.
All that is left of her former beauty,
Is a personality as black as the Devil's heart.
