Harpy

Once upon a time there was a woman
Strange, misterious and dark
She was wise, was so old... very old
Through the shadows, whisper...
For every man since life began
Is tainted with the mire
For life is not the thing we thought,
And not the thing we plan
Unloved I live, unloved I die
Unpitied, unforgiven, prisoner
Of my frozen heart ♥

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