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Cordelia
Cordelia
Untouched as a blank piece
of parchment.
Delicate as a single white rose
Whispy and fleeting, like the
Angelic light in the faraway meadows.
Beautiful, simply timeless as one single
Line of prose.
Hiding shyly behind full doe eyes.
Giggles like a bubbling brook, golden,
Pale and almost translucent hairs rippling
Back from an alabaster brow.
Soft and smooth was her carapace,
From under which delicate bones
were revealed.
All this she was, but before death
She knelt, for as tbe saying goes,
beautiful things never last and all
Good things must come to pass.
