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Pray masquerading hidden beauty,
Sweet innocent Princess Cinderella
She of midnight pumpkin slipper glass

For whom the ball bell's 

Be spared your humble prince his
blushes of asking for your hand
and pleasure of your company

And so to please accompany me into the 
banquet hall for the remainder on this
most auspicious summer evening

His Majesty quite inexorably is taken
with your strength and presence as yee
his confidence you have shaken

And he wishes to if nothing else discover
the name of said fair maiden woven into
that bespoken silken dress that grace
herself doth silhouette such blinding figure
of the number eight

If this be my kingdom i am over which to
reign then surely i duty bound as said king 
should wish the fairest princess in all the lands
under my domain to take and marry as my Queen
and mother bare she and i a rightful heir to follow
the line of succession

For if the price of royal cross to bare is 
duty before self then let me please this 1 
concession have

Let me please for marry love and get to
choose she that which doth my heart desires
with a wanten passion worthy of an endearing 
romantic fairytale ending where the protagonists
end up growing old together gracefully

So come the when the clock after  
the bewitching hour of midnight 12 o'clock
strike shall you not be with a but slipper
left to seek you out once more

Rather we dispense with pleasantries and be not another
further single we a second lost just incase
either of you and i be in both in a state of
wistful dreaming

Only to be told my unconscious subliminal Julliet
was in reality to be in fact an unassuming passing
stranger terminal cancer patient who choose to spend her final moments reading
Shakespeare's Romeo and Julliet to me whilst i was
in my coma

So when in fact or if indeed eventually i was to
awake the time i lost could be permeated
by an empathetic soul by the voice of
an angel

Falling victim only to be branded with the mark by one of life's cruelest of intentions better to have loved
and lost than never to have loved at all
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