She was beautiful.
Earth-shaking, heart-shatteringly beautiful.
She was uniquely enthralling.
She wasn't beautiful like an ocean,
...
Night in the city.
A light wind whistled through the windows,
Cars zipped, fast.
Late in the evening, it was twelve-half past.
...
Beautiful
She was beautiful.
Earth-shaking, heart-shatteringly beautiful.
She was uniquely enthralling.
She wasn't beautiful like an ocean,
Or a garden,
She was the beauty of a forest fire.
Every path she walked would burn,
Flames licked at the hem of her dress.
She drew you in with her eyes,
But left you with a scar.
As she killed thousands in her way,
You couldn't
help
but
stare.