There once was a maiden with a wish in her heart
A wish that she wished every night under stars
She sat there waiting quite patiently
For her knight to find her with great ease
But to her dismay her knight never came
A tear shed down her cheek under the rain
The little maiden, with broken heart,
Ran off in the night and laid under the stars
Oh happy dagger pierced in her heart
The little maiden died under the stars
No one never knew what happened to her
The little maiden who wished upon a star
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Quill & Ink
PoetryThese are my emotions. My inner words. To throw in the wind. To one day reach you.
