The Lady walked towards the end of the time,
She found herself pretty alone.
“All these years, not for a single dime
Was it my virtue to be lost?“
Beside her, was the tree of sorrow.
“Why do you still stand,
even when there’s nothing nothing to borrow?“
“I seek the pleasure of solace,
even if it’s the end,
if if there’s no grace.“
Finally, and yet late,
Ate the fruits,
the tree never-endingly gave...
Fruits of the rich,
Destiny by pitch.
Rule so far,
one could not reach.
And she finally embraced the pain,
she hadn’t felt for ages.