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Dreams In Reverse
Open scene
A young girl with high princess dreams
But yet everything can’t be what it seems
For this girl who longed to be something higher
Was only a poor orphaned liar
Tattered clothing
No riches to be seen
Alone and afraid
Was who she had to be
She knew the fairy tales were all lies
And no prince would come down and save her from the skies
So our young ill fated orphan
Was alone
Never knew the love of another
On her own since the mere age of six
In a kingdom of betrayal and lies
Where famine caused many people to die
She became a cunning witch
In the mastery of theft
This was no life of a blossoming princess
Like she longed to be
So our innocent orphan
Transforms into a sinful enchanter
A wanted thief longed for in all the lands
A charming little prize came for the capture of our fair orphan
She fled among all the lands but never stopped her ways
Until that one day
Her running was no more
She ran straight into deaths door
The queen of deception
Was blinded
Our devious orphan fell for a man
Who longed betrayed her
Brought her to her death
Upon the castle steps
The ones her feet always wished
To graze upon
But it was not her dream
For she was a not a princess
She was a thief
Feet grazing to her death
And nothing was left
As the blade crashes down
Her last thoughts
Are she never was a beautiful princess
But yet a cruel smile twisted upon her face
Seconds before her head meets the blade
She was a villainous queen
But that maybe is just who she was destined to be
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A narrative of the simply twisted things of the past and of dreams and the story of a theif.