Snow White's stitching up the circuit boards,
Cinderella's ironing all my clothes.
The Little Mermaid's cooking my food,
and Rapunzel's doing my hair.
I look outside, to the fairy tale world,
but beyond the safe walls of home,
a dark force awaits,
beyond the world,
is reality too dark to speak of.
The "Beast" is out there,
hunting for my blood.
But that's what they say.
Beast?
No.
Lover?
Yes.
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Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I've had in my head. Some have been written with prompts from @MusicalMagical and myself!
