A Continuation Of

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My mask will not cover up
my true identity that I
wish not to be seen.

I have never been able
to win a heart
with just one glance.

I do not think I ever will.

This is not a fairy tale.

I do not need to return to
my borderline abusive home
at 12 o'clock and
leave one of my shoes behind.

This is not a fairy tale.

I will not be whisked away
unto an island of
adventure
in the middle of the night.

This will never be
a fairy tale.

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