Darkened Fairytale - Poem by Ripchurr Moone
The world doesn't seem good anymore,
Where are all the happy-endings I wished for?
Childish dreams told me a lie,
All those souls waiting to die.
And I wait for my prince to come,
Getting bored and getting numb,
I see no one coming now,
I wait and wait with my head bowed,
Afraid to look up and see,
A million couples faces shining with glee.
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