The nature that bloomed in her heart
Is that really what tore you apart?
All the pain and the unseen worth
In this world you born in birth
The pure-ness of your solitude
The audacity of your attitude
Your beauty in the hidden realms
Through-out endless seamless films
The righteousness of your nonexistent glory
It does not belong to you, you are not holy
Your heart has turned black and rotten
Your existence has long been forgotten
Your mind isn't as pure
There is no longer a cure
For whatever you mean
You are no longer green
