A Princess, A Story And A Heart

Because there was a princess in a pink beautiful world
And she used to laugh, her smiles brightened up her parents' lifes
With perfect days she began to grow up, she always wanted to know
There was nothing to be afraid of; the pain seemed so far away.

Because there was a story, a never ending long-winded chapter
She herself had started to write, she had decided to design
A special tale, with a complete book waiting to be written in
However, now I see empty yellow pages, which she might have finished the day after.

Because there was a heart, whispering at night on the stars
Who believed, who trust, who joyfully looked forward to being an adult
Nobody had shown her before what it was like to be through bars
What it would mean to lose, to bleed, and to suffer from an incurable curse.

Because there was no princess, no story and no heart
Since The day you were taken away, since the night I fell
And I could' t take your hand, I was alone in a suffocating dark
Because there wasn' t such a thing as a princess, a story and a heart
When everything fell apart.

TILLmyLASTtearFALLS

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