Princess of Darkness
Goddess of shadows
Princess of the undead
Filled with mystery
A demon awaits
She watches handsome young men
She waits for them in silence from afar
Her passion fills with delight
The more she fills their hearts with fright
She drains their life's slowly
As she waits to steal their soul's
Until the day they die
She makes them grow weak and old
Princess of darkness
A beautiful goddess
Icy-blue eyes of sorrow
Long black hair of hatred
Her heart weeps for a love long passed
She fills her longing heart with evil
A wondering soul of mischief
For she is the Princess of Darkness
Copyright © Gena Abney | Year Posted 2006
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