TMLC-CrimsonShadowOrigin

You were a normal young woman,
No different from the rest,
Average was what you were called;
But soon you realized that you weren’t the same,
You were different and you didn’t know how;
A small tingle that’s all it was,
At least at first until it grew;
The one you were with,
He felt so wrong;
Then one day you understood,
That day it all changed,
When you saw her and knew why you weren’t the same;
Not like the other girls,
Similar but different all the same;
Then you told your friends,
Some laughed and asked, “How can you be different from me?”
Others feared you and pushed you away;
But you were different and you knew,
Soon a mark as small as can be,
Began to appear on your left cheek;
Then you saw her again,
And the mark tingled with joy as she grew near,
She smiled and told you she knew you were different,
Different from the others,
But the same as her;
At that moment the mark took a form,
A simple triangle,
Pink in hue came to be,
And you saw the same on her,
The same as on you,
A simple mark on your left cheek.