Her name was Aurora.

She was Aurora

She did not need a hero because she was her true savior

Cutting down Monsters,Dragons and Demons in her wake

There was no fairy godmothers,or knights there to protect her

All she had was her grit a mouth filled with gold

There was no damsel in this story and she was not distressed

for a heroine was born ready for the crusade.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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