She was more than her skin color. She was more than her features. She was more than just her appearance. It was about her soul. It was about her pure heart. It was about her mind. It was about her passions. It was about the beauty of who she was and what she did. It wasn’t just about intimacy or appearance. It was about her moral beauty more than physical beauty. It was about exploring the depths that made her who she is. She’s the one you could explore the corners of your mind, the one you get lost with during deep and soul enriching talks. She was more than just her skin, she was the ocean. She was a Kalon –  beauty that is more than skin deep. And only the ones who who look beyond skin deep will see her for who she really is.

Something as cold as snow can still be beautiful.
Look at the human race;
The surface looks like that of purity and divinity,
But beneath lies a cold-hearted lack of empathy.

Stories have now become lies
Love has now become a weapon

The path hidden beneath the snow has now become a trap for many to follow and fall into.