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?
