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Not a Snow White Ending

By shawtymanelova, Williamsburg, MI

I lay there staring at the sun,
In a field all alone
All I have is the wind,
Whispering things I cannot understand
How did I get here?
I’m in tattered clothes red with blood
My face feels bruised and sore
Why am I always in a bad place at the bad time?
Am I supposed to be on this earth?
My vision begins to blur,
I scream but nothing comes out
The lifeless body of mine clashes to the ground
A tear streams down my face
Just go and be gone, no one no one will ever know
Eyelids shut,
All there is, is black
I’m still no longer with the world
Waiting for my prince that will never come to save me



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