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Dark eyes surrounded with a crown of ice,

sadness and beauty buried deeply within.

Such a lovely young virgin chained forever,

freedom and joy never to be seen in her heart.



How can one be so cruel to one so lovely,

so innocent in mind, body, and soul.

My own heart aches for her as her own,

compassion making me want to set her free.



Alas it cannot be, for she is beyond my reach,

deep in the chasms of my own depravity.

A vision conjured up by perverted lust,

with no way to satisfy it?s sinful longing.



I am doomed in eternity the same as she,

with her longing to be free from my mind,

and me longing to hold her close and caress her soul.