“Bit of a horror poem this one - couldn’t resist”

My name means purity and light,

Once I brought beauty and kindness into the world.

Then the mirror caught sight of me, though it did not reflect the axe,

In another life I might have ducked that jealous blade,

I might have loved and been loved, sevenfold,

I would have consumed the poison, trick or no,

I would have endured the soft blush of a kiss,

I would have arisen serene, into waiting arms,

Instead I come at the call of the dead, and these red roses about my tomb are the only love I have and will ever know