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Grimm21:39 Sep 14 2011
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I don’t want to write about pretty things today,
Speak the dumbed down language of Cinderella
Or eat glistening apples that set naive girls to sleep-
I’ve eaten my share of gingerbread house,
Had enough glass slippers slice my feet.
I refuse to braid my hair into fiery plaits
To be torn from my scalp as you climb my tower,
Or lay spinning my straw hour upon hour-
Fuck off, lad… I ain’t your princess
I’m going to be the Witch today.
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COMMENTS
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BLOODLIFE
23:31 Sep 14 2011
Certainly casts a spell ;-)
philosopher
19:14 Sep 26 2011
Right on, lily. That lad needs to get fucked somewhere else.... and then to come back after he's gotten a little experience. Virgins. *shakes head*
Brooks91
02:21 Dec 09 2011
I always preferred the dark queens anyway.