Somebody take me to the priest,
I want to marry a beauty to my beast !
The beast you know was an angel before,
Who got discriminated time and again, more and more !
When I was suffering no one spared me a glance,
When all I needed was just a chance !
Tired of fighting my demons I became there dear
Transforming myself into a beast you all fear !
Nobody was there when an Innocence was at stake,
All you could do is make the jokes you always make !
Avoided by saying barking dogs seldom bite,
Blamed me when I jumped from that height.
When I gave up tired from the fight,
Luckily for me it was not a fall but a flight !
Along with the wings I grew horns,
Because my savior was for not any Angels but my own demons!
As the age old tale goes a beauty goes with the beast,
Somebody take me to that priest !
For the abut of the beauty and the beast !
The beauty and the beast !
A beauty for the beast !
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Deeksha |
(Deeksha is an event organiser by profession, writes as a salvation.
Coming from the cozy streets of Delhi, is a 22 year old girl, loves to see life in her own different way.
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