Princess Kraehe

May 02, 2008 13:27

You're so pure, so rare,
You're such a heavenly creature
Beyond compare
With the daughters of man's eye

I've trudged shoeless
The winter's cold and dead air of night
Faithless, weightless
For you, my prima belladonna

Now my heart, it bears
This cross of steel
The burden of love for you
Upon my head I wear
This crown of wounds
That will never heal

But I'd crawl sideways
To show you this is real
Even if to you it doesn't
Mean a thing

Breakless, ageless,
I'm crawling after you
For you, my prima belladonna
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