Always Our Belle: An Ode to Emilie de Ravin


She carries herself with grace
(except when she falls)
She always has a smile on her face
(even to the last)

She came into the show with alabaster skin
Showing the Enchanted Forest she was brave as need be
And when she laughed at a joke he spoke
He knew he was in deep.

She wasn’t the Belle you think of perhaps
When you hear Beauty and the Beast
But she was the Belle that I knew would last
Forever.

So let me tell you a story
Of how Emilie played the character
Who would give up her life
To erase Rumple’s name from the Dark Knife.

There may be another tale
Another story to tell
But please do remember
You Are Always Our Belle.

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