The End.

Tis misery in beauty, and not wanted love is all she ever knew.

Heart racing beautiful boys are all that surrounded her.

Enveloped in her own sick twisted world, she finds her way to the everlasting pose.

Engraved in her every step is beauty, unwanted beauty.

Never doubted she hated life.

Death came easily for her a cut, a bleed, and an unwanted beauty, her life was perfect.

My Note: This is very short I know but it looked longer on Word. You will also notice that the first letter of each sentence spells out The End its supposed to.