Magic exists in fairy tales,
But truth finds the lies
That fairys tell.
I fly to my never never land
To realize, that its name tells no tales.
But I resent the untruths that
Those fairys tell.
My midnight came sooner than expected
And my royal facade faded away
to peasantry.
No glass slipper spoke up for me.
And i never heard midnights bell.
Oh,
How i despise those lies
That Fairys Tell.
What did you think?
Comments
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it is a good poem, a good first post
keep up the good work
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This is super good.
I loved it =]
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