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The beauty that sleeps.

I'm sleeping mommy.
Just sleeping
But how can you tell, my eyes covered by lids.
My breathing so hard to be traced.
Stop it, why do you I keep hearing
Your distressing mourns.
Hold me; shake me, before my so-called prince comes to
Trick you all and save me.
His evil lips shall press upon my lips, and drip
Drops of a liquid curse that he shall put upon me.
He's not prince charming you see,
Oh wait, I'm just talking to me.
He took me, he put me to this sleep...don't let him save me.
Wait, he's here..i hear him.
"Alas, it is I Prince Charming coming to save this damsel with a kiss"
I'm screaming, but only inside, for my continuous beg for freedom
Is not being seen physically.
And,
I,
Say,
Good Bye.

Author notes

Sleeping Beauty-
Well we knnow that prince charming is supposed to save her, but in my poem..she doesn't want to saved by him..he's pretending..ahhhhhh..i dunno how to explain..read it urself..ahahh

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  • WOW

    I love this!!!This is the best entry yet!I'm serious!You got the true meaning of the competition the best!I love the way you twisted this fariy tale!This was an excellent write!Thanks for entering!