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Jan 2015
I'm sorry I'm not worth it.
I thought...
I hoped this would be a fairy tale.

You, the prince. Everyone loves you.
Me, the peasant girl who has always loved you from afar.
One day, my fairy godmother takes me to the ball,
And we dance the night away,
Me falling deeper for you,
You loving me...
A wondurous dream,
The prince falls for the peasant.

But I guess not all fairy tales end with a happily ever after...
And it was all just too fantastical, too good to be true...
Just know that it may have never been real,
It may have just been a story,
But I still love you.
I knew it was too good to be true.
I love you still though.

*sigh* I overreact and care too much....

Mr. Sandman
By the Chordettes
Creep
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