Pretty Ugly.
Her eyes so pretty,
Her skin so clear,
'I'm way prettier than you,
my dear.'
and she smirks.
Her hair so soft,
Her teeth so white,
'Look at you!
What a sight!'
and she laughs.
Her nails so polished,
Her lips so red.
'Your life's so sad,
you might as well be dead.'
and she grins.
Now her eyes are scratched
and her skin is peeling.
She curls up into a ball,
her mind reeling.
and she screams.
Now her hair's came off in chunks
and her teeth are bent.
She cowers in the corner,
'I repent! I repent!'
and she screams.
Now her nails are pulled out,
and her lips are ripping.
She clutches her head,
her grip on reality slipping.
and she screams.
'See you later,
I think we're done for the day,
What? You can't move?
Then this is where you'll stay.
Just listen up,
turn your ugly head,
insult me again,
and you really will be dead.'
Her skin so clear,
'I'm way prettier than you,
my dear.'
and she smirks.
Her hair so soft,
Her teeth so white,
'Look at you!
What a sight!'
and she laughs.
Her nails so polished,
Her lips so red.
'Your life's so sad,
you might as well be dead.'
and she grins.
Now her eyes are scratched
and her skin is peeling.
She curls up into a ball,
her mind reeling.
and she screams.
Now her hair's came off in chunks
and her teeth are bent.
She cowers in the corner,
'I repent! I repent!'
and she screams.
Now her nails are pulled out,
and her lips are ripping.
She clutches her head,
her grip on reality slipping.
and she screams.
'See you later,
I think we're done for the day,
What? You can't move?
Then this is where you'll stay.
Just listen up,
turn your ugly head,
insult me again,
and you really will be dead.'
♠ ♠ ♠
Don't know where this came from.