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Beauty and The Beast
The beast glares at his screen, watching and waiting praying that she doesn't see his infinite shades.
He dares not pour his soul to this beauty, her essence pours, her love lingers, her soul whispers.
He holds onto his chest shades of blue began to pour, she watches with eyes so bold
Images of a son with a cop pours out of his chest, she watches
creation of his mind begins to pours, she watches
he hold onto his chest bearing down on his light skinned flesh
she watches, eyes bold soul open, hands out
He flickers a light begins to warm his hands then his head next his heart.
"Embrace me she whispers," he begins to pill more
gripping harder shading dark, day turns to night, he's scared.
"Come to me my Beast, for I will show you my beauty and true light," she whispers.
He began to feel all of his hate fade into the night, her beauty, her love, and her grace begins to pour.
"Feel me, know me, trust me, mostly love me," she whispers as the dust clears and she see that no only is he a beast but a beauty
