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Sep 2015
This Castle Gets Lonely
And The Evil Keeps Me Steady
Living And Locked In
Without A Judgment
But, Soon I'm Going To Wait
Until My Prince Comes
High On Horses It'll Be Fun
And I Can See Us Riding Into The Sunlight
With Rings On Both Fingers
And I Won't Have To Go Home
I'd Be Plenty
I'd Be Queen.
Written by
Bridget Bethani Overton  Bowling Green, KY
(Bowling Green, KY)   
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