they called herself/ the princess child/ a beauty without boundary/ they called himself the poor boy wild/ his life in abject poverty/ she was her father’s only child/ the Midas man/ his very soul, his heart and eyes/ loved and cared/ and pampered round/ for her dainty toes to her / velvet crown/ he gazed across the castle walls / a wall too steep / for his shoeless feet/ yet his heart/ was over the barred iron gate/ a letter of love so great/ she melted in his touching gaze/ though never seeing his eyes / nor his handsome face/ yet she always knew / he waits/ it was simply fate/ he held her in his arms / one night/ a moment brief, a kiss so sweet/ a prince at heart and one in fate/ is it the fairytale? or is it all hell / has broken loose/ is it the Doomsday bell? fury of a father enraged / to avenge the youth and save his babe/ and broke their hearts/ and broke their souls/ their love, their dreams and happy hopes/ years may catch / on the bars and stones/ the bricks replace the castle walls/ yet on their souls the world will drop/ for the story is / the same of since/ no matter how many a time/ you kiss a frog/ it cannot be a prince!Birth sign: Scorpio
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