Saturday, April 9, 2011

Beastly

Tale as old as time,

Or so the song says…

Yet, it still happens,

Every day, every place…

Arrogance and pride,

Sinister smirks and lies…

Outside appearances,

Priorities demented,

Stricken to madness

With a witch’s touch…

Only to be broken,

Beaten and hated…

Until one person endures,

And learns…

And falls…

And awakens…

Teaches what real living means…

And you…

Reborn in love, with love, to love…

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