I used to believe
in fairy tales.
I used to believe
those lies.
I believed
in true loves first kiss
But true loves
beauty dies
Did Cinderella
really live happlily
ever after.
Or was that a lie
decieved by childrens'
laughter
I'm sick of lies
I want to believe
I crave this deeply
But truth will decieve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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