The Man and the Beast
Once upon a time, like a week ago
lived this beautiful princess who had no hope
she was turned into a beast by a witch at a ball
due to the fact that she was selfish and flawed
she only had until her phone ran out
to find a man that can love her without a doubt
on a stormy night in a shirt too tight
walked up a guy that lost his ride
her phone has dropped to 20%
with little to no time she's about to die
with fear in her eyes she is a miss
how can she make this stranger give her a kiss
after he enters the doors become locked
trapping the man with a beast at heart
astonished by her looks he turns to leave
but is unable to escape hes overwhelmed with grief
days pass, nights do too they are slowling warming up
love is beginning to brew
when all of a sudden his posse rolls through
they attack the mansion and her too
with little time left he tries to save her from his crew
by kissing her lips so they know his love is true
all of a sudden she transforms and her mansion does too
the curse has broken and the love is real
what was once beauty and the beast
is now just a fairy tale for you and me
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