My princess dances amongst purple pearls
A skirt made of crystal,
A head full of curls.
Her locks are not golden.
They're as black as the night.
Her eyes are green fields
With no life in sight.
I watch her closely as the wind makes me shiver
She turns her head and laughs
at the castles she has crushed into the sand.
My purple princess asks of me
Why I hide in the shadows,
Behind my glasses of ebony
I say it hurts my eyes and my mind
To see clearly
A world I once loved,
Self destructing before me
So we run away to the clouds
and dream forever
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