Beautiful Creature
I'm the one everyone fears
The one who never belongs
I eat crows for breakfast
Death's new messenger
What I touch becomes ash
What I see is death
But everyone looks and says
I'm beautiful
Inside my heart, I'm ugly
My black hair
My mixed skin
I'm wounded
Will I escape this body
Will I no longer be the center of attention
The vines run all around me
My eyes turn white
I cannot leave within my skin
I'm not human
I'm not fit for your world
All I ever will be
A beautiful creature
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