Sunday, 28 July 2013

The Princess

Cinderella eat your heart out.
New rags and high heels.

Feeling like a princess
With a nervous pounding heart.

I held my head up high. 
Swallowed hard and walked in.

Stale beer stench in a smoke filled room.
Saw discarded rags and high heels.

Feeling like a princess
With a shocked and sickened heart.

She held her head up and swallowed hard.
I walked out.

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