⚠️Forced Prostitution...
There lived a girl
Sweet and kind,
She was a beauty
But her eyes were blind.
Blinded by fairytale
And stories she read,
She grew up believing
Everything she heard.
Naive, so she'd be loved
By everyone around her,
She couldn't care less
About other's murmur.
She believed her
Prince charming will appear,
When she'll find herself
A fine glass footwear.
She was told to be kept
Her emotions in check,
So she'd keep her head down
Even though it hurts her neck.
She was forced to serve
The "guest" in her home,
And was told to
Try and keep their beds warm.
Wicked people began
Abusing her kindness,
Driving her to corners and
Forcing out her madness.
Her beliefs were to be shattered
But surprisingly she found it,
The magical shoes
Which allows her feet.
She wore them
But why?
She couldn't find happiness
And tears began blurring her eyes.
Her legs gave up
And she no more wanted to wait,
She realized her life was mess
And wanted to set it straight.
The only word
That rang in her head,
"Revenge"
For the life she led.
One more time
She was pushed in the room,
Of the so-called guests
Who will be her one-night groom.
She glanced upon
The shelf number three,
Smiling, she said
"These magical glass footwear will set me free"
She dressed herself in white dress
And those bright glass footwear,
Unbeknownst to all
That it's about to become worst nightmare.
The men who entered
Was never to escape,
Later was found
Stabbed in their nape.
There was a pale dress
Covered in red,
And glass footwear
Shimmering with blood.
Lastly a note was found
Which left everyone stunned,
"Dear Prince, you don't have to come,
Now Cinder-ella's out on hunt".
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