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Once Upon A Time...
ENTERED IN MADAMELAVENDER'S FAIRY TALE COMP
Once Upon A Time...
High inside the moonlit tower
She waits for his return.
Listen to the laments of Belle
Inside her breast, she burns.
Midnight rambles among the brambles
A scent in the breeze.
A man once likened to a beast awaits the feast
Something moves in the leaves.
Once upon a time
A grand life in a fairy tale.
Now in time forgotten
A life of living Hell.
She whispers his name
To the cobwebbed rafters.
Belle curses them all
Peasants to wicked crafters.
He feels it growing when blood is flowing
Lycanthropic urges.
Claws as sharp as a sword, blood on the floor
All things innocent he purges.
Once upon a time
Their love was so pure.
Now in time grown stale
And is used as a lure.
Once in month
Is time for a hump.
Beastly love gone cold.
But this one night
Belle got such a fright
As she watched him unfold.
Pinned to the bedclothes
She looks upon the beast.
His face and raging hard-on
And begs him to cease.
He howls his laughter to said rafters
In shining lunar light.
In submission Belle whimpers, “Please listen.”
And screams into the night.
Once upon a time
She was his mission Belle.
Now in time renewed
Living a fairy tale in Hell.
Once Upon A Time...
High inside the moonlit tower
She waits for his return.
Listen to the laments of Belle
Inside her breast, she burns.
Midnight rambles among the brambles
A scent in the breeze.
A man once likened to a beast awaits the feast
Something moves in the leaves.
Once upon a time
A grand life in a fairy tale.
Now in time forgotten
A life of living Hell.
She whispers his name
To the cobwebbed rafters.
Belle curses them all
Peasants to wicked crafters.
He feels it growing when blood is flowing
Lycanthropic urges.
Claws as sharp as a sword, blood on the floor
All things innocent he purges.
Once upon a time
Their love was so pure.
Now in time grown stale
And is used as a lure.
Once in month
Is time for a hump.
Beastly love gone cold.
But this one night
Belle got such a fright
As she watched him unfold.
Pinned to the bedclothes
She looks upon the beast.
His face and raging hard-on
And begs him to cease.
He howls his laughter to said rafters
In shining lunar light.
In submission Belle whimpers, “Please listen.”
And screams into the night.
Once upon a time
She was his mission Belle.
Now in time renewed
Living a fairy tale in Hell.
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