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Sestet couplet: "Dreamboat"
She waited for her white horse prince,
He would sweep off her feet, she would convince.
she sat in her gown and her cinderella slippers
Shaping her nails with pink nail clippers
Weaving through her silky blonde tresses
She had gone through a closet of dresses.
He did come, riding a black stallion,
His chest gleamed with a gold medallion
It was easy to pretend to fall for him
Cause after all, without love life was dim
He flattered her with his charming compliments
She permitted him to trifle with her vents.
He jumped on his horse and rode away
She waited by the door until she started to sway
He had gone but left his essence
She was scared, lost all sense
They told her she had been used
She bore a child that society refused
She hated and loved the face before her
The child cried as if lamenting loss of a father
She pulled the little thing to her bosom
The darkness of her past wont hinder this blossom
People muttered and whispered of the scandal
She kept her 'hope' safe from the shadow, with a candle.
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Moksha (Attys)
Teen Fiction"I am so happy cause today I found my friends, they are in my head."-Kurt Cobain
