hold me

I'm the type of girl to still believe in fairy-tales
the typical girl who wants fiction and fantasy in her real world
i wear a dress that flares at my knees
i meet men who promise me all they things they need to promise me
yet they never deliver, i guess that's what you would call a liar.

im so sick of the "happy ever after"
always seeming to come "after" the pain
im sick of this false love game, i wish to never fall in love again
inside i drown as every tear washes my beliefs away
i used to believe in love i used to believe in happiness

now im left in darkness, i realize only one thing in fair-tales are true
The villain is always out there... to use you.
I followed the breadcrumbs to my fate, its me alone realizing i'm too late
aged before my time, old whilst in my prime as my tears washed away what i once believed.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
ramblings... no idea what it means.... hi guys and gals i missed ya x

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Comments (2)

madtat29
I know what it is...fantastic...somewhere there is someone special girl...wine
morgen90210
tis sound better than the real fairy tale
thank you it was brilliantly done
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