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Her ink-stained lips have kissed too many a forgotten page,
And her Prince Charming has yet to come,
So all she can do is gaze out her tower window,
Clutch that corroded and timeworn blade,
Toss her childhood fables to the waltzing of the moon,
And fly.
[dragon's blood
and phoenix down]And her Prince Charming has yet to come,
[glass slippers
shattering like stars]So all she can do is gaze out her tower window,
[enchanted forests
concealing poisoned apples]Clutch that corroded and timeworn blade,
[cursed beasts
tearing down castle walls]Toss her childhood fables to the waltzing of the moon,
[even broken wings
wish for happily ever afters]And fly.
[once upon a time
there was a girl who became her own hero.]
Literature
In a Little Girl's Mind
There sits the girl with the things in her eyes
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she
Literature
Seventeen (In Phases)
1.
It was because her parents had named her for the grandmother who had broken her mother’s heart. The grandmother whose heart was supposed to have melted from her birth and hadn’t.
That was why her mother barely looked at her. That was why she called her ‘girl’.
That was why she liked to pretend she was the quiet woman in the background of an old black and white movie. Because everything here was like an old black and white movie.
[And if she really looked back, her mother had never appreciated the elegance of the 1950s enough.]
2.
It was because she hated surprises. The surprise she got on her sixth birthday wh
Literature
When I Said
When I said I wanted a fairy tale
I meant I wanted a prince.
I didn't want to be locked in a
Tower.
I didn't want to be fought by a
Wicked Witch.
I didn't want
This.
When I said I wanted a fairy tale
I meant I wanted to be a princess.
I didn't want to watch a rose
Die.
I didn't want to wear the gown
Temporarily.
I wanted it
Forever.
See,
When I said I wanted a fairy tale...
I expected it to end in a
Happily
Ever
After.
But i never expected it to end like this.
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Just a random ditty that popped in my head.
I quite like how it turned out.
Maybe someday I'll get the courage to be my own hero, too.
Wouldn't it be grand if fairytales could happen like this?
Edit: ...front page for this dumb thing? Thank you very much, but...I don't understand why.
I quite like how it turned out.
Maybe someday I'll get the courage to be my own hero, too.
Wouldn't it be grand if fairytales could happen like this?
Edit: ...front page for this dumb thing? Thank you very much, but...I don't understand why.
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((For somebody to be their own hero.. That's an ending I'd like to see. For the protagonist hopefully I spelled that right to save themselves from utter doom/destruction/sadness. I love it when stuff like this can be applied to the real world. It's something I'd like to keep in mind the next time I need saving.))