Someone lives in a castle
Dreaming of prince charming,
Shackled she’s to her misery,
Within her own, she’s squirming.
Grandiose dream she allures,
While staying within her well
Giving up her distress
Would mean no sufferer label
Envious of all the others,
While nurturing the evil inside.
Only joy she begets is,
When everyone does her bide.
There's no remedy for such
Other than to rot in hell,
Even there she’d find another
To take over her death knell.
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