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not many people will understand this, but it expresses my feelings of abandoning my child self, alone and waiting for a prince who never came, and I don't care


Submitted:Mar 23, 2013    Reads: 136    Comments: 6    Likes: 1   


She sat by the window

Alone.

Waiting.

I don't know why

In my mind's eye

Every fairy tale comes real

And these shattered dreams I feel

Will be gone.

They talked of him

He never came

He won't come for me

I turn my heart away

She came for me

Not him

And it is her I believe in now

She is my princess

My last vision, my last breathe

My fairy tale

She sat by the window

In defiance to the world

Leaving her childhood behind

I am free.





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