All of my insides spilling out.
Blood seeping into the crowd.
Can you see me now?
Dancing around like a marionette.
Every pivot cancels a full step.
Fake emotions show what’s really left.
Glass heart intermission.
Hard to find what’s missing.
Incognito, I’m in full concealment.
Just in time to be the villain.
Killer of the romance.
Love departed in a slow dance.
Momentum pause.
Never have I ever felt so lost.
Opening up, like opening night has a high cost.
Purchased a ticket to my own downfall.
Quiet down, the show’s almost over, hold your breath.
Revel in awe.
Secrets revealed as the curtain starts to fall.
Turmoil unfolds, usurpers exposed.
Unveiled, are all the lies ever told.
Violins reign supreme as the violent stampede.
Who was once a friend turned an enemy, bringer of heart ache.
Xx, one last bow as my heart breaks.
Yearning for an encore, grant me just one more.
Zealous of life, as the stage lights fade, winner of the zero sun game.
Stories Before a Wedding, or The Happily Ever After of Cinderella
Cinderella had always dreamt of marrying a prince. She had dreamt of nothing else since she was a small girl. Now, however, as the Prince’s wife of three days, she had to admit that the reality was not as she had dreamt it to be.
By Dionearia Red6 days ago in Fiction
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