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Here's the story of a girl, who's lips where red as sin. Skipping down an enchanted path, is where we will begin.
Sunshine peeks through the trees, to grandmother's house she must go. She mustn't wonder off this road, but why she doesn't know.
Something seems to follow her, she quickly spies the creature. Hidden intentions behind wicked eyes, a lesson he soon would teach her.
Innocent but not for long, she carries
shards that are her youth. Knights and princes cast aside, for twisted Fairy tales hold no truth.
You must know this story, it rings like a familiar bell. The child forced to become a women, because she saved herself from hell.
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