5 December 2012
Sorry bout being late, but still want to know your opinion(@Littlekitten).
I first saw her in a mirror. A lovely young girl dancing, beneath a christmas tree. Then in my car window, I saw her again, A young girl dancing, Beneath a Christmas tree. But now she is tied, like a puppet. A puppet girl on strings, Dancing beneath the Christmas tree. Then I saw her again, In a shadowy corner. The puppet girl, dancing beneath the Christmas tree... But with a hideous elegance, For she danced while on fire Casting ruby and golden light in the dark. And then again, I saw her, Still dancing beneath the Christmas tree. But now she was watching me at the same time. And she appeared again, But she was no longer dancing.
No, now I was the one dancing. The young girl dancing, The young girl tied, The young girl on fire, Beneath the Christmas tree... Is me.
The Girl • Opuss № I