The curtain falls when she leaves the stage
Tranquility…She gasps! But the void prevails
Through the corridors of malice and pretense she walks
Where the dark effigies once wrote a paean on the peach pillar
And temptation weaved a labyrinth of sins
Unchained doors celebrate her arrival
To open, they close her wooden edifice
The departure of her white mascara
Trails down her lucent gown
Whilst the fragrance of her jasmine vapours stings the air
She turns around to look at the scars of faith
The regal baits of flashlights call her
Her hand atop her mired feet
Her emerald eyes and pink sunshine
A carpet so hoary, a dais so high!
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