Once upon a time ago
He wanted to be friends
People saw him as a Troll
That's not where the story ends
For he was so beautiful inside
People only saw the outer skin
His love for life, he did hide
Hiding away from everything
One day, a little blind girl came his way
Became his friend, she told him stories
She visited the Troll every single day
Told of heroes and their victory glories
But the villagers came looking to ****
A friendly Troll who only loved life
Chased him far over the hill
With torches, clubs and a knife
But the little blind girl was in trouble
A wall of rocks began to slide
The Troll rescued her from the rubble
Gave his life for her and he died
Now as the friendly Troll, he is remembered
Never would he cause you any harm
Forever, as a hero, he will be remembered
The friendly Troll with beautiful charm
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
Once upon a time ago
He wanted to be friends
People saw him as a Troll
That's not where the story ends
For he was so beautiful inside
People only saw the outer skin
His love for life, he did hide
Hiding away from everything
One day, a little blind girl came his way
Became his friend, she told him stories
She visited the Troll every single day
Told of heroes and their victory glories
But the villagers came looking to ****
A friendly Troll who only loved life
Chased him far over the hill
With torches, clubs and a knife
But the little blind girl was in trouble
A wall of rocks began to slide
The Troll rescued her from the rubble
Gave his life for her and he died
Now as the friendly Troll, he is remembered
Never would he cause you any harm
Forever, as a hero, he will be remembered
The friendly Troll with beautiful charm
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