Your faithful lips were a lie
Hoping to get an happy ending
With the vilain of my storybook
Is like asking the sun to get place by the moon
My crown sparkling on the top of my head
Rolling my kingdom of values and thoughts
I've locked you away in the dungeon of forgotten
The keys of my palace shining on my neck
No one are never stealing those again
- Fairytale is a waste of my time
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Thin as Paper
PoezieThis is my journal This is my thoughts and my real feelings Enjoy the dairy of a broken girl ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ( certain poems are about eating disorder and abuse of drugs and sex so yeah your warned)