Princess Alone A Poem By Me

There she sitsUpon her throneDressed in jewelsThe finist gownsMoney could buyBut money couldn’tBuy her soulMoney couldn’tSet her freeThe chainsLaced on emotional pastLocked her to her throneNever allowedThe chance Only allowed To glancePoor Princess AloneFell to the floorShattered likeA porclion dollFeelings and emotionsStrung to farLeaving herForever to her nameAlone you areMy fair Princess Alone.

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isn’t it better that way…

isn’t it better that way…