Fairytale

You are a fairytale

With a lot of fallen skies

Radiating in your blush

Touched by the charm of tears

Your cheeks are glowing

Of experience and charisma

And a few sparkling fears

Carrying shadows of courage

Timid yet lethal you are

Armed with chiseled blades

To cut those red blood apples

Sent by the evil queen

To put you into a death sleep

Dear moon amongst the stars

You are not a child

Of Lady Tremaine, befooled not

Don't run when your scars

Are unveiled, they are beauty

It's a love song of the mortal

You have a note hit right

The time has seen the fall

The time will see the flight.