Beautiful was the word she wrote
But there is a sick little twist, she didnt write it on papter, she wrote it on her wrist.
Beautiful is what she wanted, but knew she could not be.
She wanted to see a model in the mirror, she could never see her true beauty.
Beautiful is what killed her, she died that very night.
She was found by her parents, who dreaded the horrible sight.
BEAUTIFUL the stone read, she hated the word because it only brought her to tears, she now had to have it written about her head.