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And the clock strikes at twelve, Cinderella immediately run, leaving her left, blood-stained glass slippers, leaving the prince blooded, open skull on the floor. She is running towards the freedom, but the night is still young, and she still has her right glass slippers clean. Maybe step mother and sister can help
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Aug 9, 2025
Aug 9, 2025 at 10:09 AM UTC
Cinderella
I have not yet pricked my finger upon the needle of a yarn spinning wheel Nor have I bitten from a poisonous fruit Midnight has passed and I am still in my clothes from last nights meal And a sea witch has not made me mute. I still have yet to kiss the lips of a prince whose come to save me. The last girl who did that, turned into a frog   But fell in love severely.   I haven't had the chance to prove my bravery with a sword or bow and arrow For I am no princess, just patiently waiting, For my one true kneeling pharaoh.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
For I am no Princess