By Arcassin Burnham


Green eyed beauty
Like a moth to a flame,
But came out of the womb a Phoenix,
Claimed the royal name,
Do too much,
When I know you do less,
Your swinish eyes,
Keeps the world from looking a mess,
Half demon and human,
You had it all planned out,
All your Nobel sacrifices,
Never ever give people doubt,
Do too much,
When I know you do less,
Your swinish eyes,
Keeps the world from looking a mess,
Infatuated with your beauty,
Obsessed with all your looks,
Adored all your features,
That chance is what I took
Do too much,
When I know you do less,
Your swinish eyes,
Keeps the world from looking a mess.