How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness? You beauty, grace, boundless lifes energy And I inward drawn, shrouded in misery You she of joy, stricken by fates cruel plans Victimized body and mind with rot and deathlike trance I downward lost in monomania My mind transfixed for hours and hours upon the insignificant And there you stood before my eyes, your beauty all but gone Yet in the smile you revealed, I found the objects of my love They said you left this world at dawn to tread the paths of death And in your chambers youre prepared to enter final rest And in my grief as my mind reeled you seemed as though alive Driven away by lunacy I swear I saw you smile Your smile no longer to be seen Your smiles been taken away from me Your smile no longer to be seen Your smiles been taken away from me As from a dream I awake, echoing screams in the night Cries of a violated grave, a battered soul yet alive Trembling I raise bloodied hands...it was I who defiled Scattering now from my hands, 32 pieces of your smile
smile, beauty, monomania, unloveliness, derived