shore

i saw her by the shore

Victoria was a fair lady,

Whose kindness I would want to see.

But I guess it would be hard for me,

For she had been drowned into the sea.

And one foggy night I saw her by the shore,

Walking with shackles around her foot I’m sure.

Yet she lingered around til the hour of four,

And I found out that her knees were gored.

Victoria wept with blood and salt.

I told her, “It’s not your fault.”

Suddenly, her fairness was faded by the celestial bolt.

And Victoria was burned with tormenting cold.

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