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(inspired By) Beauty and the Beast

walking though the corridor of the prince's castle, it's dark and dim around each corner, i heard this prince has a wicked heart, and is no longer his former, his white-diamond smile turned to sickly sharp fangs, his fingers slipped to claws, his mouth went slack, and turned to a massive pair of colossal jaws, the castle used to be a place for parties, for people to gather in one simple reverie, but, how was i to know that, you'd come after me, you've trapped me in this room, although forgetting to lock the door, you invite me to--no! demand me to dinner, but i just sit on the cold, stone floor feeling sick and heavy as i try to wrench myself up on the bed, i guess i should be thankful that i am not dead. time passes; days to weeks, it's time to watch the snowfall, the snowflakes land on both our cheeks, that causes a giggle to slip from my throat, my eyes grow wide as i hear it escape, because the last i thought I'd want to do is dote, night soon arrives, time to return to the stone walls, wolves howl and their music reaches the moon, i know i wont be able to sleep, not with out you. (*A.N.: yeah i know it probably doesn't make sense, but bear with me on this..i am HUGE romantic at heart, and i felt like writing this one. ENJOY!)

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