The sleeping beauty awakens in her day Surrounded by the mornings light Dew drops shimmer on her windowsill The gaze in her eyes so warm and bright. Captured by the warmth of the mornings sun Her skin smooth as silk and extremely fair The sun's beams gently caress her body As her fingers slowly run through her golden hair. All her life shes known such happiness Never a tear shed to smear her complexion Offered everything she could ever dream of A life unknown to many, one of pure perfection. Perfection built behind man made walls Love something known to her but not required Good health an aspect of her royal existence Wishes granted on every demand, anything her heart desired. While in her room there's a knock on the door Disturbing her silence and mental state of peace Upon opening the door there stood a noble knight Spouting her the news that the castle has been ceased. She was led to her father's dark dreary dungeon And locked away to pay for her family's debt The sleeping beauty no longer lives a life of perfection But rather one filled with grief and regret.Birth sign: Pisces
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