She looked so white and pure,
Veiled from harsh eyes,
In her wedding veil.
When will her new husband see?
See that he marries no innocent girl,
Rather a cruel, twisted monster.
She serves only her dear Dark Lord,
Shell never bow before another.
Yet, here on her wedding day,
She swears her life bound to another's.
This little girl was never "pure,"
This innocent bride never was.
There was only a girl out of her mind.
Give her to her Dark Lord,
He'll protect the world from her.
Oh The Thinks You Can Think Competition: Max.
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