Not Another Princess.
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MatureComplete Mon, Apr 13, 202014m
Short tales, poems, and dialogue of a princess, a damsel, a mistress and finally me:
I. a PRINCESS was born. protected from the world. naive in all the best ways. in all the ways she should've been
II. the DAMSEL was created. she was stoned with insecurities, she waited for the prince who wasn't a prince.
III. in return the MISTRESS sprung into existence with a wrath that none could eradicate. she had to burn and be destroyed in the worst ways to become what she truly was...
IV. ME.
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