This next poem was from the Melody Weaver, who made it just for her friend Umi.

The Unnoticed Beauty

The lighting played part
But certainly not much
For the beauty displayed
Was certainly her own

Those cerulian eyes
Soft porcelian skin
Amazing velvet hair
Pale and Beautiful

She was one of amazing grace
The way she moved...
Simply amazing

But tore herself down
With acts of pain
She held the blades close
And watched the blood
Such distain

The beauty unnoticed
He vowed to protect
With light in his eyes
He balled up his fists

Never again did the beauty hurt
Never again did she dance with blades
Never again was she alone

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The Melody Weaver wrote more poems than Umi, so I won't feature the latter's as much.