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starrgurrl

Published: Feb 17, 2007

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Mirror mirror on the wall
Poison apples falleth all
Glass slippers shatter and slice
Falling prey to tiny mice
Ruby roses wilt and die
Magic mirrors know not I
A gift to one who could not dance
Giving her legs had ruined her chance
Lost boys lead to their doom
Faeries lay in a sacred tomb
Fantasies trapped in an imaginary land
Doomed to a failure which wasn't so grand
Pricking fingers to coma-like states
Sleeping forever would be your fate
A tormented young duckling who couldn't prevail
Rises above in this twisted tale
So come along and follow me
To show how twisted fairytales can be

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this is a poem that i wrote after reading a story that my friend had written for me.

i'm actually quite in love with fairy tales, this poem just fit the mood.

fairytales mentioned in this poem::
o1} snow white.
o2} cinderella.
o3} beauty and the beast.
o4} the little mermaid.
o5} peter pan.
o6} sleeping beauty.
o7} the ugly duckling.

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fairytales © their respective creators.

"mirror, mirror" © jayme meredyth preston-lee.

february.17.2007

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