Im fragile and demure;
a little girl with a heart so pure.
'So much beauty' , says they.
such goddess that you'd pray.
But little by little ,
She changed, a vile one.
Strange, dangerous and furious
little did they know ,
It was ethereal side of me;
Beauty and the beast.
g.c.
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The unsaid poems
Poetry" it takes a pen, paper and a lot of heartaches for you to feel your pain and soul collide." xyz
