Artist Unknown

She wanted to believe in fairytales

That love truly exists

Yet, here she was

In an unfamiliar place


Where was the hero?

Or the godmother?

Even a kindly sprite

To see her pain


A kind word

Perhaps a magic spell

The briefest of hopes

Of a warm embrace


Tired of pretending

She was always strong

Exhausted from the journey

As tears rolled down her face


She was worthy, Was she not?

Why then was she the one wounded

While her advisary

Stood and mocked


She vowed to remain

Kind and good

Because she knew

What it was liked, to be overlooked



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