Not So Fairy Tale
Once upon a time
(She was torn down to the bone
nothing left except for the voices inside her thin skull.
She was vulnerable
or easy as some may call it.
He took her heart
and squeezed the life out of it
through his smutty fingers.
Pulverizing her entire life,
he took away the only thing she had left.
He poisoned her with his charm
and seduced her with his lies.
Never again
would she let herself fall under that spell)
There was not a happily ever after.
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