As I open the rusted - thumb folded pages of your tales,  
burdened with grief of your passing and stories that fail.  
Oceans' might is the witness of your altruism ,
you've bent sky and straighten tentacles beyond reasons.  
Known you since you were a mermaid and little,  
until the curse turned you into black-ink celestial.  
  
Holding kings pride; leaving Kingdom and passing Eric's heart to Ariel,  
crowing yourself as the villain despite being the ocean's pearl.  
Land only remembers the voice you burgled from Red,
Diluted in water; Fight for Triton's Life - a battle unsaid;  
Lost father’s acceptance, Eric's love, and Vanessa's legs to run -  
A cruse from Triton only Eric's kiss could have undone.  
  
Oh Ursula, you forgot, Magic comes with a price,  
you lost your tail and the throne for your sacrifice.  
You raised him from dead, got him life,  
destroying yours and the mirror's sight.  
I wish I was there to rewrite it differently  
but, I am only a freckle in someone’s imagination’s epiphany.