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Feb 2015
Once upon a time
you were my prince
you swept me off my feet
and we rode off into the sunset
then, reality came crashing down
you dropped me on my ***
straight into the dirt
grabbed HER
the better one, the prettier one
and walked away
hand in hand
i stood up and brushed the mud off
acting like it didn't hurt
when in truth
my fairytale had abruptly came to a stop
and my prince had become a villain
Fairytales really don't come true
Destani McKee
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Destani McKee  Las Vegas
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