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by Kira Sep 30, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
It's all any girl wants. A prince charming, A storybook romance. To find her 'one true love.' And some find it. Some end up as ecstatic as Cinderella when she produced The matching glass slipper. Or as joyful as Sleeping Beauty when she Awoke to the tender kiss Of her love. But I seem mor like The ugly stepsister. Tricked out of love Simply because my Foot was too big to Fit the slipper. My castle just happens To be the one no Brave and daring prince Knows about. And I often feel like There is no antidote To the poisoned apple I bit into. I've had my share of Beasts, But none were tamed into Belle's handsome prince. I've kissed more frogs Than could fill a pond, Yet I've nothing to Show for it but clammy lips. Sometime's I'm sure There is no prince for Me. They've all been taken By the beautiful princesses And I'm simply left With my happily never after.