Love, Reaper, Destruction.~

2012

There were once three sisters who lived in a shack of a house
One was hot headed and one moved like a mouse
The third wanted solitude, Destruction was her name
She was tired of hurting and wanted to numb the pain
Love hated Destruction and Destruction hated Love
Neither willing to touch the beautiful white dove
Reaper stayed on Love's side leaving Destruction all alone
She cleaned her wounds and threw away those bones
For she knew what happened and how it all went wrong
It seems the three were against each other all along
Love destroyed her heart with her own passion
Reaper took what wasn't hers without asking
Destruction was selfish, but never broke the laws
For destruction is the effect, but never the cause.