Happily she danced
Spectators watching
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Exhuming laughter
Immersed in fears unseen
Dressed in white
Heart clean like a slate
What does the future hold?
Would it be the happiest told?
The beginning of her doom?
Whatever her fate
Fate played a cruel game
Stuck for life
With the cruelest man alive
A thorn in her very flesh.
