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Parched

How wretched her days were

Dark clouds hanging over the horizon

Heavy with the promised rain

Taunting parched lands and her soul

If only the darkness breaks apart

To drench the world below

For the world was already breaking

And her mouth dry as the desert

-The elusive scribe 06152017-

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Fairy Tale

She thought she knew her story

The story she mistook for a fairy tale

She said she was the princess wearing a crown

Waiting for her prince in her castle up in the clouds

Yet her patience grew thin 

As her knight in shining armor remains missing

Her castle no longer feels like home 

A dreaded prison she needs to escape from

So she cut off her long, flowing locks

And ditched her embroidered gown

Standing naked in front of a mirror 

She saw a woman grown

No prince or knight will come and save her

So she thought to escape her darkened castle

Wearing an armor made from light and shadows

She fought the monsters and villains that lived in her halls

Bloodied, bruised, and hurting 

She stepped down and out from the castle, her prison

Stronger than when she was first brought in 

She was no longer a princess but a queen proud and standing tall
-TheElusiveScribe 04202017-