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La Belle et la Bête
Poor,
yet stunningly pure.
Sold by her father to a beast,
a daughter not worth more than jewels,
Beautiful hearts have no means against riches.
Forced to procreate,
and suppressed from the outside world.
Look in and see a loving mother,
a bit deeper and a young girl suffers.
Gala upon gala,
Bastard come, bastard go.
The beauty is all worn up,
and they found her throat slit
on shards of a broken teacup.
yet stunningly pure.
Sold by her father to a beast,
a daughter not worth more than jewels,
Beautiful hearts have no means against riches.
Forced to procreate,
and suppressed from the outside world.
Look in and see a loving mother,
a bit deeper and a young girl suffers.
Gala upon gala,
Bastard come, bastard go.
The beauty is all worn up,
and they found her throat slit
on shards of a broken teacup.
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