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Jan 2013
When I was a little girl
I asked the gods for beauty
Boy did they oblige me.
With a smile that could stop traffic
and a gentle sway as I walked
I was meant to be more
Than just a pretty face.
I broke hearts
I shattered dreams
The fates must be pleased
I was skilled at their tricks.
I was all you could want
But Delilah was my middle name
Breaker of men's will
The Achilles heel.
The fates are not fair
They didn't let me dare
To have my own dreams
Lest I escape their snare.
I too fell in love
With a young man that was brave
He took on the challenge
Of the girl that couldn't stay.
I was swept off my feet
Like a whirlwind in air
And when I had what I wanted
he laughed and scorned
And flew away to join the crows
For enchantments never last.
Fate has two ways of crushing us, by with holding what we want and giving it to us. Either way you're *******
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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