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I'll tell you a story,
About a damsel in distress.
Who slayed her own dragons,
And went on conquests.
She was the Rapunzel
In the tower of her mind.
Just like Mother Gothel,
Her brain wasn't too kind.
She was the Cinderella,
Of the castle in her head.
Not the princess you'd think,
But the servant instead.
She was the Ariel
Who lost her voice.
To her many insecurities,
But not by choice.
She was Red Riding Hood
But there's a twist to the story.
The wolf consumed her whole.
The wolf was anxiety.
She was a princess,
Without a prince or a throne.
Who had to fight all her battles,
Completely alone.
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A/N—so this is so cringy lmao, i didn't wanna publish it but i don't see myself writing anything else anytime soon lol
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