Ash Black

I remember that fairy tale That bite of an apple The answer to whom The fairest should be I look at the mirror Mirror, Mirror on the wall Why am I not pretty unlike her Eyes on her every move And lips so red But it can kill Kill me and lay me to rest No I'm not snow white There's no prince to save me From this fight I've learned to live alone To stand strong And be hard as stone No I'm not needing for saving I've fallen corrupt I need protecting I'm the witch in the story I assure you a No Happy Ending

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