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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Little girl, you who plays princess with the glittery hat perched on your head, The ribbons cascading down from its tip, tears from your heavenly eyes, The scepter of a metal pipe and ball gemstones in your hands, You have no idea who a princess is. You just pretend. But really, all you know is a virtual reality, Separated by electronic walls. Your path to paradise separated by walls Of incompetence, little girl. In shame hang your head. If only you knew your life was a game you already lost, in reality. When your subjects look upon your tattered dress and your downcast, shady grey eyes, Go out to your balcony of segregation. Wave and pretend Their lives are not in your hands. The world is in your hands. With them you can slay dragons, knight worthy men, build walls In your castle, your little realm of pretend. In it you have corruption and power. Tell them to chop of a man’s head And that they do, without a glimmer of remorse in their eyes. Little girl, if only you knew this could never be reality. The scepter you claim is a diamond, in reality, Just your mother’s glass necklace, clutched in your hands To match the long-gone glimmer in your childish eyes. Throughout the years, little girl, you’ve built all the fake walls Between the princess of yesteryears and the current fog in your head. Just remember – you are a marionette. Free will is pretend. Little girl, you have always played pretend. It’s your feeble attempt at escaping reality. But now that your scepter is broken, your kingdom is in your head, Pouring out onto the paper with a broken heart, a pencil and two hands. All your impassible, unbreakable walls Left unbetrayed by your cloudy, lying eyes. You could never tell the color of your eyes. On the color spectrum, they fell in lying or pretend. Little girl keeps building those walls To put more distance between her own broken soul and reality. As you grow cold, your pale hands And arms mimic the destructive bloodshed in your head. Your impenetrable walls to the secret worlds burrowed inside your head Little girl’s mastery at lying not even deceived by your eyes, when reality Dictated that your world of pretend would die in your scarred arms and hands.
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