I was walking down that road again,
Yeah you know which one
I met this girl with bleeding feet
Her anchles didnt meet
In her eyes I could see the beauty of the beast
Her torso shone like cities congregating into one
Her neck rose above the night
her fingers lit her mouth alight
like memories of things to come
tonight
In her eyes I could see the beauty of the beast
Behind her back where autumn leafs fell
and tears in her track
I could smell
Her hair drawn back, parted in despair
Her bossom bounced of youth
Like some unspoken truth
In her eyes I could see the beauty of the beast
I've lost her now, her scent, her neck, her face
I've lost the water source to the entire human race!
But late or early morning sting
I can still recall her smile, her trace, her thing
How
In her eyes I could see the beauty of the beast
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