mister-polygon

Every child on their thirteenth year Will finally know the true meaning of fear. The first was a girl, quite eloquent in word But when she was taken, her pleas went unheard Her mouth forced to curl, like a kitten with yarn She always seems happy, despite having no arms The poor little girl has been completely replaced All that's left is a cat, a forced smile on its face. To the "cool" rapping boy, it happened as well Despite how hard he fought with his brother, he fell When he awoke he had wings but no feelings at all They'd all been ripped out when they'd messed with his skull Now the boy never can actually lose his "cool" He go