Her Dark and Evil Beauty IA Poem by Samuel Pennell
She was dark cloud-hearted,
And possessed an evil sort of beauty She had dark eyelashes, dark brows, And, of course, dark brown eyes Her heart had dark clouds billowing around it, And she possessed a cat-like, feline prettiness in the curve of her hips As she stood there, in the snow, a snowball poised in her hand, ready to throw As the gentle snow Swirled silently around us. The snow silently twirled down, out of the dark and hollow emptiness.
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