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A single star shining majesticaly in the shadow of a corupted world,
A world were only plastic beauty is seeen as true,
If only they had glanced through the cliche they would have seen you,
Your soul protected by the unconditional beauty otherz failed to find,
The plastic never fell apon your lipz because u alwayz saw the magic behind,
As u stood in that moment the star carefully carresing ur soul,
With the light that it cast other ur body that remained so whole,
Your skin milky white as if loveingly wrapped in frozen marble,
Your lipz gleaning gently redder than the blood that warmed your viens,
Your ebony hair entangled with the darkness of this enchanted night,
Your icey skin bound gently by endless lenghts of velvet glowing in the night,
Your slender white fingerz thiercely binding a single silken rose against your flawless skin,
Each thorne as ruthless as this uncompasionate world that inprisons us within,
Each thorne passionlessly piercing ur delicate skin,
Silence the only witness to the crimson tear your soul did cry,
As slowly it hit the ground vanishing without you ever askin why.
A world were only plastic beauty is seeen as true,
If only they had glanced through the cliche they would have seen you,
Your soul protected by the unconditional beauty otherz failed to find,
The plastic never fell apon your lipz because u alwayz saw the magic behind,
As u stood in that moment the star carefully carresing ur soul,
With the light that it cast other ur body that remained so whole,
Your skin milky white as if loveingly wrapped in frozen marble,
Your lipz gleaning gently redder than the blood that warmed your viens,
Your ebony hair entangled with the darkness of this enchanted night,
Your icey skin bound gently by endless lenghts of velvet glowing in the night,
Your slender white fingerz thiercely binding a single silken rose against your flawless skin,
Each thorne as ruthless as this uncompasionate world that inprisons us within,
Each thorne passionlessly piercing ur delicate skin,
Silence the only witness to the crimson tear your soul did cry,
As slowly it hit the ground vanishing without you ever askin why.