Description
What secret lies beneath that grizzled facade? What tales of beauty in darkness were awed? Perhaps a memory, distant and faint, Of a time when joy knew no restraint.
This zombie's smile, a mesmerizing sight, A beacon of hope, a shard of light. It whispers of redemption, a chance to redeem, To find beauty where darkness may seem.
So let us not judge by appearance alone, For even the undead may have beauty to own. In a smile so radiant, a glimpse of the divine, A reminder that beauty can transcend the confines of time.