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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You told me back when I was young, That before we both grew Old, One day we'd live inside a mansion Full of all the richest Gold. You said you'd give me diamonds, and write my Name up in the sky You said you knew it looked bad now, But one day we could fly At first, you were so gentle And at first, I Believed. I thought you were my noble king, and I trusted Your honesty But you fell into an amber bottle, you got Addicted to the drink You bruised my all-too-innocent heart And it started to sink You took my wildest fairytales and Spun them into dreams No matter how unreal they were, no matter how Out of reach. You said we'd have a palace full of fancy, shiny things Then you drenched it in your alcohol Now it's not worth a thing You said I'd be a princess, but I look More like a toad. I thought I'd own a horse-drawn Carriage, But I'm riding on a goat I envisioned a golden crown, a sapphire-studded throne You promised me glass castles, But now you're casting Stones When you started hitting, you beat Down my sense of pride I wrapped my heart up in barbed wire To protect its blackened Eye You shattered all my high hopes and trapped me inside These walls Now I live confined in shackles, a prisoner Of a drunken war. These words are my rebellion I hope this pen can Beat the sword You murdered all my angels, and you Sent them straight to Hell You conquered me with demons when I thought you Meant well You sought only to own me, to isolate me here With you You're so afraid of burning, you'd drag me Right down, too I let you blind me with your lies, Let you gag me with Your ties You ventured all the wrong places with your Red and hazy eyes It's bad enough that you demanded, Even worse, you'd pass The buck But most tragic is the fact that I merely gave It up The mirrors are cracked and broken From your constant booze-fueled Brawl The images are useless, and I can't see who you are at all What happened to the sweet and loving Person I once knew? But thinking that, I have to laugh, because That was never you I softly egg you to confess, but You tell me I'm to blame For all of your misfortunes, and you bury me in shame I'd be better off an orphan This place could never be my home You promised me glass castles But now you're casting Stones
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