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I wish that I would be Cinderella

Where the prince charming 

Will allure and party with me 

But

I live with those damaging days 

Where prince charming was 

The crown bearer of atrocity.

His materialism identifies me,

His boots medal me as his housewife,

His knuckles and crouches laid 

Me to be a certified wife of him.

His vase of cruelty ignites the 

The water of terror in me,

I jab my three-year kid and 

Runaway from him.

His spool of sinister

Lark on my door 

But I snatched his dark

Terror on my corridor.

I beat his lion ego splurging

Him in his hot water of ethics,

He crumbled his every byte of

Energy with his guilty themes.