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