The sunrise glistened
off of morning dew grass
A young girl examined each blade
with a tender caress
A smile lighting up her face
she sang sweet melodies to the shade
unknowing of its desires
She went to explore
It's grasp soon took hold
reaching all the way down to the core
Fear quickly took place
of where hope had once been
She tried the chase
to regain back her soul
but was left with nothing
but a dark hole
Her thoughts became twisted
no longer her own
It was as if everything had shifted
Orders were barked
to purge in the night
She no longer felt
she had the will to fight
She desperately scrambled
searching for the cure
But this is where the story ends, my friends,
of a girl once young and pure
