Once when I was young,
I dream about my prince charming
Dressed in a shining armor,
And so perfect that we live happily ever after.
But as I got older,
After searching for my prince for years,
I found myself in the dark alleys
Where evil occurred above the normal tally.
Then I got caught
And I cried my prince in fraught,
But it was not him that answered me.
It was somebody nearby me.
I happened to see the villain by fate,
The bad boy I supposed to hate,
The criminal whose wishes always failed
If my life was a fairytale.
I ran away,
But when I about to find a way,
Masked strangers aimed at me
As soon as they knew who I might be.
Then the villain I supposed to detest
Came and rescue me while I'm distressed.
They all chased us,
But they would never find us.
After all,
The criminal,
My prince was an unidentified ringleader,
The golden hearted gang leader.
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A/N: Hey again. Did you know and watch the movie Maleficent? If you do, great. Well, I based this poem on the word 'antihero.' So I decided to dedicate this to NotAllAreHeroes. Did you like this poem? If you do, comment, vote, and share. Over and out.
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