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Rated: E · Poetry · Arts · #1963890
a poem I though up
You tried to romance me
I saw through your game.
You said I was attractive
I blocked out the pain.
You now watch me from a far
I make sure you stay where you are.

Perhaps you wonder what made me
Like this. It's not you really it's just
My metamorphosis.I locked myself
In a iron cocoon. Safe and secure
A rose to come into bloom. A
Caterpillar now a Butterfly soon.

I saw by watching others lives
False love isn't worth the lies.
So tell me now, lover boy, just
What do you hope to gain?
Perhaps I can spare us both
The pain.

In my cocoon I sleep and dream
And this is where it would seem,
I can see my prince charming.
But you are not him, my
Prince, you see, is a gentleman
To me.

Tell me, handsome, can you be?
Can you respect a lady fair?
Or is that simply not why you're
There? My prince is loving and
It will be said, he will respect me
Before and after we're wed.

In my cocoon I also saw you,
I saw you playing your games
With other girls hearts. How
Many now? Care to tell now?
I saw hearts break, will they
Mend?

If you think you can get me
You've gone 'round the bend.
My prince is still out there, I've
Not seen him true. But I know
One thing is certain. My prince
Is not you.

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