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by Angel~goddess Mar 5, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / fantasy, mystical
A princess with her soft white skin Lay under ice so very thin Every young prince sought her face Her hair was as soft as the finest lace But one must kiss her by the hour O twelve and break her from this evil spell A young and handsome prince one day found her were she so coldly lay Her figure surrounded by the freezing cold is how I tell this story so easily told No one can say how she fell under this spell but I take pride in this story I tell For when there lips met they found something anew It was love, so very true A dress of fine silk and lace with diamonds surrounding her precious face She walked down the isle so lovely fine in a simple straight line Her prince waiting for her at the top of the stairs For love is now truly and fully theirs