Category : Poems

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She was trowen alway
Never had a true name
Submissed to every one
She was on her own.

The world spinned
She growed
And marryed a prince
Who loved her deeply
And kept her close.

She turned into the queen
With a palace of her own
And gave the prince
A daugther of his own.

A little inutile girl
Who grown into a queen
Now was a mother
And with a family her own.

For a while
She had every thing
She had a kingdoom
A king
A princess
How wuld she ever know
She culd lost every thing?