She was a beautiful creature Outside and in But they marked her up By her so called sins
A beautiful creature Voice so loud Waiting for someone To hear her out
A beautiful creature Her smile shone bright Careless of what went on inside
A beautiful creature Voice gradually became low
A beautiful creature She froze like stone
A beautiful creature With no happiness to call her own
A beautiful creature With under eye circles so dark
A beautiful creature But her smile doesn't spark
A beautiful creature She cut her glowing hair And made herself a room Under the stairs Where her beautiful voice Sang along with sorrow The beautiful creature who lost her belief in tomorrow
A beautiful creature But they tore her down
Until the beautiful creature Listened to sorrow's sound
A beautiful creature They hang her photos by the stairs To remind everyone Of the beautiful creature she were
It is a terrible crime to slay a unicorn. Drinking the blood of a unicorn will keep you alive even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something so pure that from the moment the blood touches your lips, you will have a half-life. (harry potter and the sorcerer's stone) to anyone who as ever harmed a beautiful creature how do u like ur half life?