They make any rose
Look plain ordinary
More than just beings
Immortal they are
More than just there
Fighters they are
More than beautiful
Wiser than any other
Bolder than any fiend
More ancient than the dawn of time
Their whispers in the dark
Haunt me in my dreams
I know they've come
To see eyes unclouded by hate
But they will not find what they seek
They are more than beautiful but
Sometimes, beauty comes at a price
Time is unforgiving
Time is forgotten


