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| Raina |
Not only is the glass half empty in my eyes It's dirty, and the rim is cracked When I sip, I cut my lip causing me to speak with red stained teeth. Eliciting stares from shocked attendees at the ball. I look a the clock, realize it's one thirty, and my pumpkin got towed away. How will I get home? How will I get home? The prince walked off an hour ago, taking my slipper into the kitchen, and crushing it. Determined that he will not find the girl who captivated his heart ever again. How the fuck will I get home? |
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| ellipses | Now why would you want to go back home? | 041220 |