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Fallen princess
Fallen princess is her new name for me,
fallen princess how she uses to call me,
so I start to doubt
Fallen princess, is this really me.
Once I sat on my high horse,
on the winner's throne.
Everything I wanted
was something on the floor, a dirty diamond.
So I climbed off my horse
and picked one of them.
By running away my white horse said
'Black isn't the shade of my soul, so let me go'.
A fallen princess with a dirty diamond.
Is this really me?
I don't know,
but you aren't allowed to judge me.
©
poem
by
Maryelle Anthony
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