Beauty like this is rarely seen
her heart, so pure
her eyes coloured shiny black.

Filthy air has found it's way into her heart,
Spread all over her fragile body.
Evil has taken over the goodness of her heart.
She chokes from it,
Attempting to gain control.
Finally this badness finds it's way out
Poisoned tears leak from her red eyes.

How can she surrvive the next attack?
Either way her sentence is not good.
She has to breathe so she will survive.
But the only thing to breathe is air,
poisoned air...

Beauty like this is rarely seen...