Dark Ophelia lowers herself, gracefully,
the cold water reflecting her heart’s content.
She smiles blissfully,
gently touching the water’s surface with her pale hands.
Her life will be over soon.
Dark Ophelia sways gently in the creeping water,
her dress billowing out beneath her.
She laughs and giggles,
her smile as lighthearted as the leaves that dipped in the water.
She gives in to the will of death.
The next two stanzas. Next time I feel like it, or if i get a hell of a lot of thumbs, I'll post the last one. Enjoy!
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