Magic of story will tell you a tale
About the curse, of dreams still calling
For a single tear of true love
For an innocent hoping heart
Beauty alone in the garden so pale
Looking for another dawn
To tell another dreamtale
Looking in eyes, holding warm paw
She was the one to break the curse
She was the first one to love
To cure the heart that hurts
To heal old scars, still bleeding wounds
She was the one kiss of true love
She was the one who still hopes
Beauty walking around the tower
Dark castle of him
Watching those dead gardens
Like in a silent night dream
She was the one who believes him
She was the first one to see
That kindness hidden within
Behind the mask of a sin
She knew that it’s all unreal
It’s all just a dream
But she was the one to see
What his heart used to feel
Full of fear and thrill
She took a step into his dream
She was the one to break the curse
She was the first one to love
To cure the heart that hurts
To heal old scars, still bleeding wounds
She was the one kiss of true love
She was the one who still hopes
Linlin's Poetry 