Treasure Island

Silly Artist

(England)

Overthrown Innocence


There was a girl who wished to play
Outside of her castle here she stayed
But she was a princess; beauty renown
And someone wanted her to be overthrown

Kingdoms away was a girl of jealousy
Hearing of the princess, she became a banshee
Screaming for days, her anger set alight
Then came a plan, turning day to night

So Innocence was forced to flee
Through the lands and across the sea
The girl ran, tears flowing again and again
As she headed towards the tallest mountain

Jealousy grew impatient; a beast
'I want her heart for my feast'
The snow was then stained; blood red
And Innocence was overthrown; dead...

Submitted: Sunday, September 18, 2011

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