A Distorted Genius
A distorted genius,Though opinions differed,Exiled from living,A rose withered.Protection from the drink,From the malicious flask, A domain to prowess,Lingering behind a mask.Violins swirled,Chimes danced,Fueling hope,In a desired romance.Voice of honey,Tone of dew,Gazed at from winter,Flawless akin to new.An unattainable attraction,Tutored from the labyrinth,Despite the rumors,Not all was a myth.True love from a mirror,Laid first gaze,Cursing the count,From her love did faze.Streams of scarlet,Struggles fought,Closer to holding,All long sought.Deceit and hope,An unlikely pair,Not having the Goddess,Yet down in the lair.Grasping at last,Though they fight for their love,A jerk away,From the fatality above.Love altered to repulsion,Though still affixed,Two lips mutually lone,Agonizing yearned wish.Minuscule suspension,From the unwavering ache,Hopeful to be genuine,Admitting to self it's fake.Shatters reflections,As the hostilities come,Deep in the Opera's catacombs,To fatally convict the Phantom.
Comments? Critism? Suggestions?
[Previously Known As Zega]The Game. You Just Lost It.
|