She was divinity's creature,
Kissing betweeen cold mirrors.
Her lips of frost had frozen hearts;
her eyes of winter;
they drew like voids.
Those who couldn't have her,
Cut her free from the world.
Of sin and darkness rose;
A mirth of sinless souls.
She drowned in seas of snow.
She awoke from her slumber.
Hair of ebony, lips of a rose.
She painted the sillhouette of many;
Many a man's dream.
She entwined, ensnared.
They raped, they raped;
They tried.
They couldn't,
This infernal creature could not,
Could not be caught.
The Adam's apple she stole,
She froze with her eyes of gold;
They lusted, they desired.
Lilith be her name;
Entwined in her own mirth.
Dark liquored eyes,
Dawn discovered her there.
Trapped in her own Labyrinth.
Kissing between cold mirrors.
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