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[Verse 1]
She whispers dreams through a paper-made door,
Lost in worlds she can’t leave anymore.

[Verse 2]
Ink-dust visions drift soft in her mind,
Reality fades like a page left behind.

[Verse 3]
She paints her fate with illusions she reads,
Turns fiction to truth through imagined needs.

[Verse 4]
Hallucination halls feel sweeter than home,
She crowns herself queen of a mind-built dome.

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[Verse 5]
The Beast is trapped in her scripted role,
She bends his thoughts just to feed her goal.

[Verse 6]
She acts like prey with trembling voice,
While pulling his heart like a puppet-choice.

[Verse 7]
Victim mask stitched gentle and neat,
But her smile claims kingdoms under silent deceit.

[Verse 8]
She breathes book-dust like shimmering air,
Convinced it reveals what fate wouldn’t share.

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[Verse 9]
Who’s real, who’s false, she can’t define,
Her fairy-tale truth rewrites every line.

[Verse 10]
In pages she reigns where the sane can’t dwell,
Belle never escaped, she just fell into Belle.

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