How long would beauty take her?
how far would it take her?
Before she would be lost, gone, deserted.
She strived, hungered, longed to be this beauty, this loved.
'She will be loved' she thought.
'She will be held'
To be driven to madness
Be beauty itself
to fall victim in its embrace
You could think that perfect could never be tasted, to be achieved
To be or not to be. that is the question
She has the answer
does she not?