Cinderella stands in front of her mirror looking at her size two slowly expand to a size eight a baby grows inside her and prince charming is once again late he has been seeing the kitchen peasant girl a young lady with a beautiful face gorgeous eyes, full lips and a size two waist he thinks that he is sharp and she will never know but someone fucked this fairy tale up cause baby girl knows what’s up the castle talks and she listens about what her man has been doing he’s unfaithful and he will know real soon that she knows she stares silently at her glass slipper this shoe once brought her so much happiness only brings her pain again and again their love had became a legend but no one read about what happen after the wedding he promised his love ever after but now she is sitting alone in her beautiful castle wondering about now she was much better in the house of her stepmother at least there, she knew how they truly felt and what she should expect but here in her castle in the sky the man that rescued her has betrayed her and no one will ever read about it one big lie not at all the truth no one will ever hear of the beautiful princess crying herself to sleep at night of her grabbing her pillow tight and praying to the stars that her prince is all right no one will know of the prince’s lies and the stories he tells the way he hits , controls her and the way he yells the prince charming will remain the man of our dreams Cinderella will be every man’s fantasy a beautiful slave who has a heart made of gold we will never hear of the brave knight who took the poor damsel in distress and left her alone in bed at night we will always believe in true love and a handsome prince he will remain in our dreams and fantasies we will know about the ball and their first dance where they fell in love for the first time its a fairy tale life that we all want to live that’s all it will ever be because no one will ever read Cinderella’s reality
Reason for writing:
fairy tales are nice but thats all that they are tales
Birth sign: Aries
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