The Beast
He had everything any
man could need
Just like the
arrogant Prince in that fairy tale story
Day by day he lived
it up and his ego would feed
Never realizing he
himself would undo his on glory
And just like that,
one day he lost it all
His life and riches
gone and his heart broken
Upon his knees he
watched his kingdom fall
His tears describing words
unspoken
Now all alone and his
past a distant memory
The life he knew slipped
through his fingers
Locked in his lonely
tower for what seems like a century
His appearance
changed, like a beast he lingers
The scars he bares
from self-inflicted wounds
Watching the world go
by from his own personal hell
Hoping that one day
he will no longer be marooned
and like the Beast in
the story, he too will be saved by a Belle
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