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Princess
Princess
Purched high on the tower
Soft feather hair
Tiny finger tips
Weathered sun-kissed lips
Ropes fraying now
Around decaying breasts
Knife pretruding from her chest
Her lovers last kiss still saulty on her lips
Unborn fetus, rotting now
Just above fragile hips
His words last heard
A far worse fate then this
He held her face face
said "all I can do for you is this"
Then said good-bye
Before love even had a chance
It died
