The River Princess

The River Princess
And then she weeped
And then she mourned
Into the very vast forever gone

The river craved of her troubled soul
For very long
Unwilling to be denied such a beloved sore

The River Princess
And then she roamed
And then she walked
Inside the everlasting freezing cold

The death desired what
Among pain it was born
For much too long
Smashing and refusing
Every remnant of a hope

The River Princess
An then she clamored
And then she roamed
With great grief for what she was