• The moon looked down,
    and what should she see,
    but a girl crying,
    catching the tears that she weeped.

    The moon was confused,
    and why not,
    for the strange child's tears,
    turned to diamond as they fell.

    Then the moon noticed,
    the blood on her hands,
    "But child what is this,
    what have you done"

    The moon was schocked,
    when the girl crumpled,
    and only then did she see,
    what it was she had not.

    Upon the girls wrists,
    there were slits,
    and upon the girls breast,
    the crimson continued to spread.