Yukina-Kun62

No one will desire her looks She knows not of beauty Only she can change her fate One way or another She can make herself pretty But only at a price Slowly it consumes her Like a pile of snow She lay in her grave God help this child She cannot see the light Clouded by her thoughts of fame She hasn't picked a plate Since that day she left home Misery comes with swallowing She crawls that last inch Her tried putrid face white And she reaches out skinny finger She got her wish She thinks she beautiful But she never knew How truly beautiful She was Before

 Deep in the depths of Yuraac Caverns, Roth was drinking a maggot and cat brain smoothie. Roth had half a head of jet-black hair and was also missing half his face and an eyeball.  He was dressed in his blood stained white t-shirt and his dress-pants. He gave a low growl to the cute redhead bartender who was missing her jaw and walked out of the bar, slowly dragging his left foot behind him. He walked around aimlessly looking for something to keep him occupied until night when he could go terrorize the living that lived miles above him. He walked passed a group of child-undead playing with a ball on a rope. As he looked more closely at the