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By lilla Date: 2003 Jun 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.04.05.58.26412]] |
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In my thoughts was a rose garden But ended up with stones and torns I tried to build a castle And found myself building it on my own. I saw the future as a sweet promise One that was not mine to keep. Held a dream I thought that was beautiful But woke up alone in pain. I wanted, and waited for you. And realized I was lingering in vain. The toad was not a Prince. The Prince was not meant for me. So the fairy tale must end. The way it shouldn't be. |