Beauty and the Beast
Some say I have Beauty,
But I often call myself the Beast,
For I ponder on being ugly,
My Love has come to show,
Everything about me I never have known,
And that's when I found it then,
The beast be gone with,
The Beauty I often see,
But never vain or vanity.
Copyright © Carina Emerine | Year Posted 2007
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