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Cinderella Story

midnight hits the magic fades gone are the coach gone are the knaves the glass slippers left behind in this a cinderella story born in to loving arms on a council estate the lifts dont work you cant escape but then my mum she had to go off to my aunts house i had to loam my cousins hurt and teased me as they stole my money beat me senseless left me for dead now im dreaming in my bed of when my princess charming comes to get me picks me up and gets me out of here leave behind this barron wasteland of missery and regret then i wake into a nightmare i look at the clock and i feel realy sick midnight hits the magic fades gone are the coach gone are the knaves the glass slippers left behind in this a cinderella story will i get out of this living nightmare as a servent to the system in a bloodline when o when will it by my time to find my princess and to all this say bye bye

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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