She saw the smile and felt the heat. An angelic face with hooves for feet. The laughter of a child with fangs for teeth. She was the remedy she would bring the peace. My apple, so sweet. Her hands I squeezed. She felt safe, but why? The love would soon die. Just like the faint heart beat she had inside. Only asking to breathe the same air we do. Death before life. Undeserved, she could not choose. A tale that ended before it could begin. For eternity ill be reminded of my sin. For there are many and more to come. Love conquers the demon but not this one.