seven dwarfs a twisted irony gold dust
things that make it harder will they ever learn
will she ever stop what happened to the honey sweet songs that brought the birds
no she wants her gold dust now its all she wants
so they work all day mining but the whitsles are gone the songs are dead
but they cant stop now
not without feeding her addiction
skin as white as snow hair as black as coal
who would have guessed she had an ugly side
they give it to her on a silver platter
gold dust
it feeds her addiction for now she inhales it slowly as if to savor
they work for her now
she stabs at it with her fork and knife
but shell never kill the beast
her vanes start to show
she cant brethe anymoore
this time it was too much they gave her too much
snow covered hills her corpse in a glass case
a single apple falls
the bits of broken glass they make them bleed
a single red apple
i guess they forgot that glass brakes
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Comments
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this is really creative and fantastical!!!!!!!
whoaa -
whoahh that's emo-ly pretty darling!
line 3 sounds like it should be broken up into two lines:
"will she ever stop?
what happened to the honey sweet songs that brought the birds?"
it happens a few times:
"so they work alll day mining..." (that one could be three or two)
"skin as white as snow / hair as black as coal"
"it feeds her addiction..." same thing
near the end: shell--> she'll
vanes--> veins
brakes--> breaks
aside from that good job! <3
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