The odd princess

by Baby Monroe92   May 24, 2012


The castle is pitch black, and she cries out to the night.

The moon wonders why her tears make endless rivers?

She knows she can never reach the stars, and she collapses to the dusty floor.

"Why cant i be saved?" the question on her mind day and night.

That slight breeze of hope sent from the heavens hits, but in the end her dreams are all trapped.

Her dress ripped and messy, but she doesnt't look back because the odd princess dies a little more each day.

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  • 11 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    Nice use of words Vivi! Your poem came alive for me, it is a great read. Well done!

    • 11 years ago

      by Baby Monroe92

      THANKS SO MUCH :)
      IM GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT.

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