Beauty Gone Wrong
The girl of most guy's dreams
Has long blond hair, perfectly tan skin, bright blue eyes, and a skinny figure.
Well, here she comes
In all of her glory.
Her blue jean short shorts ride up her butt,
Red panties barely showing.
White halter top that hugs her curves and shows a lot of cleavage,
Matching red bra straps seep through.
She walks up to the guys.
Smiling her pearly white grin, she says a joyful 'hello'.
She giggles as they drool over her beauty.
Little did they know that this isn't any ordinary cutie.
The girls are jealous.
They call her a whore, a slut.
The guys are aroused and excited.
Another victim of their playa persona.
She smiles, she winks
As the guys turn pink.
The girls just sneer,
Though she dismisses them as queer.
That night with that special someone
She enjoyed very much.
But after the next few dates,
He broke her heart.
Savagely beaten and raped.
She cries in agony.
Her new formed cuts bled red,
Some wounds turn black and blue.
She goes home that night,
Ignoring her parent's calls for her.
Going upstairs to the bathroom,
She took out the silver razor.
School next day is far from normal.
She skips lunch to go to the restroom.
Bringing down the sharp-object,
Cutting open her sun-kissed skin.
A couple more times she does this,
Dark green tentacles are seen.
They leak out of her skin
And savagely tear off her face.
All of her face showed all meaty muscle.
Looking in the mirror,
She screams in pain and terror.
She thinks she's uglier than the rest of the people.
More green tentacles pop out of her back,
They tear off the rest of her skin.
It reveals something shocking:
She didn't appear to be human anymore.
Her hair turned into black darkness.
Skin looked to be covered in pale green slime.
Palest white skin you've ever seen.
Eyes flashed red in fury.
The tentacles continue to leak out of her back,
Growing longer and longer.
They seem to talk to her,
"Kill them all, they deserve to die."
Leaving the girl's restroom,
Tentacles replace her legs for movement.
She looks around the halls,
Most of them are at lunch.
Walking through the halls,
Several teachers try to stop her.
They are no match for this creature from the depths of Hell.
She smashes them into the walls with her tentacles.
Entering the lunch room,
People see the creature.
They screamed in fear.
Their demise is near.
Roaring in a ferocious manner,
Blowing their lunches off the tables.
Hell hath no fury,
When a woman's scorn.
Grabbing people by their neck,
Snapping their collar bone in half.
Throwing people left and right,
No one else should get in her sight.
When they got in her way,
She tosses them aside.
No fear in her head.
More confident than ever.
She destroys the school,
Burning it all down.
She walks off the property,
Heading off towards the city.
People are hear and there,
Screaming and flailing their arms.
They see the horror,
Once known as Callie.
She destroys the buildings.
They come crashing down.
Stones hit people on the street.
Burying deep dents in their skulls.
The miltary's been called.
They arrive in tanks,
Ready to aim and fire
At the horror that appeared before them.
The missiles are launched,
Guns are shot.
They all hit the creature,
But it didn't stop it.
One man spots the source,
Her chopped up arm.
He shows the men where to fire,
Finally destroying the creature in sight.
The planes shot at her arms,
She screams in pain.
It disintegrated the source,
She came crashing down onto the hard streets on New York.
Crashing and burning,
The heat is killing her.
Her insides feel weird.
She just realized she is dying.
Sitting up in bed,
Screaming and sweating cold sweat.
She realizes it's just a dream.
But it's truly not.
She looks at her arm,
A little cut is shown.
Next thing you know,
It starts all over again.
Has long blond hair, perfectly tan skin, bright blue eyes, and a skinny figure.
Well, here she comes
In all of her glory.
Her blue jean short shorts ride up her butt,
Red panties barely showing.
White halter top that hugs her curves and shows a lot of cleavage,
Matching red bra straps seep through.
She walks up to the guys.
Smiling her pearly white grin, she says a joyful 'hello'.
She giggles as they drool over her beauty.
Little did they know that this isn't any ordinary cutie.
The girls are jealous.
They call her a whore, a slut.
The guys are aroused and excited.
Another victim of their playa persona.
She smiles, she winks
As the guys turn pink.
The girls just sneer,
Though she dismisses them as queer.
That night with that special someone
She enjoyed very much.
But after the next few dates,
He broke her heart.
Savagely beaten and raped.
She cries in agony.
Her new formed cuts bled red,
Some wounds turn black and blue.
She goes home that night,
Ignoring her parent's calls for her.
Going upstairs to the bathroom,
She took out the silver razor.
School next day is far from normal.
She skips lunch to go to the restroom.
Bringing down the sharp-object,
Cutting open her sun-kissed skin.
A couple more times she does this,
Dark green tentacles are seen.
They leak out of her skin
And savagely tear off her face.
All of her face showed all meaty muscle.
Looking in the mirror,
She screams in pain and terror.
She thinks she's uglier than the rest of the people.
More green tentacles pop out of her back,
They tear off the rest of her skin.
It reveals something shocking:
She didn't appear to be human anymore.
Her hair turned into black darkness.
Skin looked to be covered in pale green slime.
Palest white skin you've ever seen.
Eyes flashed red in fury.
The tentacles continue to leak out of her back,
Growing longer and longer.
They seem to talk to her,
"Kill them all, they deserve to die."
Leaving the girl's restroom,
Tentacles replace her legs for movement.
She looks around the halls,
Most of them are at lunch.
Walking through the halls,
Several teachers try to stop her.
They are no match for this creature from the depths of Hell.
She smashes them into the walls with her tentacles.
Entering the lunch room,
People see the creature.
They screamed in fear.
Their demise is near.
Roaring in a ferocious manner,
Blowing their lunches off the tables.
Hell hath no fury,
When a woman's scorn.
Grabbing people by their neck,
Snapping their collar bone in half.
Throwing people left and right,
No one else should get in her sight.
When they got in her way,
She tosses them aside.
No fear in her head.
More confident than ever.
She destroys the school,
Burning it all down.
She walks off the property,
Heading off towards the city.
People are hear and there,
Screaming and flailing their arms.
They see the horror,
Once known as Callie.
She destroys the buildings.
They come crashing down.
Stones hit people on the street.
Burying deep dents in their skulls.
The miltary's been called.
They arrive in tanks,
Ready to aim and fire
At the horror that appeared before them.
The missiles are launched,
Guns are shot.
They all hit the creature,
But it didn't stop it.
One man spots the source,
Her chopped up arm.
He shows the men where to fire,
Finally destroying the creature in sight.
The planes shot at her arms,
She screams in pain.
It disintegrated the source,
She came crashing down onto the hard streets on New York.
Crashing and burning,
The heat is killing her.
Her insides feel weird.
She just realized she is dying.
Sitting up in bed,
Screaming and sweating cold sweat.
She realizes it's just a dream.
But it's truly not.
She looks at her arm,
A little cut is shown.
Next thing you know,
It starts all over again.