Beauty and the Beast


I met a man who masked his true face
there was evil lurking inside of his eyes
but he cleverly used love as a disguise
I thought I found prince charming
until he turned into a beast
this is not the fairy tale I thought it would be
he slowly started changing
like a spell had overtaken
like a full moon was shining
like he ate the bad apple
and it was now rotting inside of him
the hands that once held mine
were now around my neck
he used to take my breath away
but now I'm gasping for air
I start to drift far far away
so now here I lay a sleeping princess
but not even a kiss could awaken me

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