Your best features and finest traits
Forms all we see on her skin
But the glass in which you see beauty is fragile
This perfect layer is only too thin
Oh how innocence is an act of the dark
For your fear is reflected in her eyes
She mimics confusion, but don't be deceived
She knows your faith in her is only lies
Your pretty little girl is all too strong
Your anger and pain can't be hid forever
It takes over and possesses her mind
Now she is but a black feather
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