Beauty blinked in the dark.
The eyes just cant seem to stop the tears.
It seems to flow unlimited.
The chest heaved from the pain.
The pillow seems to give comfort..to both the tears and the broken-heart.
It is wet with emotion.
A Beauty with a broken-heart.
The mirror has been broken, shattered.
The magical rose is dead, wilted.
The Beast has betrayed Beauty.
Cry Beauty for the departure of the Beast,
Sleep now Beauty..you will wake up feeling better the next morning..
Dream of flowers, and rainbows and the sea,
Shhh..Beauty don't cry for the heart-less Beast,
Pray he will be a better man and find happiness where-ever he will be.
Everything will be fine soon, dear Beauty
and the sun will shine brighter than yesterday.
Have faith now Sleep-less Beauty...
Insya-Allah.
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