Take me away from here. Take me away form this cruel world. Where is my night in shining armor? When will he come to save me? Will he ever come? Does he even exist? Is the blood on my hands his?
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The Tale Of The Girl With No Heart
Poetry"The girl sat alone, the girl with no heart. She stared blankly at the others, wondering what it was like to be happy, to have a heart. But she knew deep inside, that the pain would be all she could feel, forever and forever more, she would be alo...
Where is my knight?
Take me away from here. Take me away form this cruel world. Where is my night in shining armor? When will he come to save me? Will he ever come? Does he even exist? Is the blood on my hands his?