Once a lovely princess in dawn's new light
Drank a poisoned potion that some call love.
Its venom filled her veins that very night,
But there were some things she wasn't sure of.
She didn't know the pain would start so fast.
She didn't know that death would come so slow,
How long the torture and pain would last,
How incredibly deep the wounds would go.
Her choices were the first to fade away.
Her Self became a shadow on the wall.
She felt herself slipping down more each day,
Until nothing substantial was left at all.
Her castle, a prison without a door.
Her crown, a veil of tears she always wore.
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