Sunday, May 31, 2015

Cruel Beauty

Cruel destiny the beautiful one has,
A beast is withering in his own curse.
The beauty cannot speak or learn of the beauty within the beast,
Yet the beauty is determine to find the rose to his heart.

The beast who gave his heart to time,
The beauty who fades day by day.
They met under the twelve stars at night,
Dancing away into the burning path of hell.

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