To End What It Began

Once upon a time in a magical land There was a girl and fairies danced in her hands. Her hair was deep black and her face was pale blue, And cast an abyss of sorrow no one once knew. Eyes greener than the trees in the night, Shown vacantly in the store bought lights. She watched her friends falter. She felt her world collapse. She let the blood run down her face, Staining her cheeks in a rapid pace. Inception is where it ended. Hate is where it started. In the middle love struggled to end what it began