Her voice breaks through the echoes
Of my silently void past
Her eyes are the jewels
That shine to any task
This nymph floats by freely
But I am a humble troll
How to make her love me
Something I will never know
This beauty deserves the moon
That bathes in the twinkling stars
Whereas I am but the night
That will swallow up her laugh
I do not wish to harm her
I will only hold her back
I only wish to love her
And let her fly free amidst the black
Though her hair is mother nature
Her heart is a pure oak tree
Her kind voice is but a whisper
That sends shivers straight through me
She makes me want to be better
But I will always be a troll
Though she makes me feel like a king
As my heart she does hold
About the Creator
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