This is her broken fairytale
This play that is called life
The kohl on her eyes
Smudged the day she vowed to be like them
The ones everyone loves
Her tinkerbell died under the feet of her prince
Who's armour was tainted and misted with lies
She wished to be like Alice
And shrink to disappear
Her enemies are in her head
As she repeats herself over again
"One day I'll be happy..."
Author notes
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- Painting Petals White Never suited my Pallete by Moonlight Illusion.
900 points, ended June 7, 2007, 15 entries
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I think my favorite part of this is "As she repeats herself over again
"One day I'll be happy..." because I think for alot of ppl, they do that and that's what gets them through their day.
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Awesome! I was hoping I would get the DP style in here. Cool. Loving the Drama in this piece. It's sort of twisted, but that's what I wanted.
This is very sad, yet has a hint of insanity hidden within it. I love the last lines:
"...She wished to be like Alice
And shrink to disappear
Her enemies are in her head
As she repeats herself over again
"One day I'll be happy..." ..."
Thanks for the write.
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thanks for the comment, i'm glad you liked it. enjoy the contest.
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