Endgame Prophecy
The perfect princess story
Bathed in righteous glory
Put under so much
Forced to be good
No longer shall it be
Truth to be set free
A house destroyed
From the inside
Death to all dreams
Off the cliff
Lacking parachute
The end is near
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