The wicked witch has you, locked up in her castle. She stands by her warlock, controlling you. Brainwashing you to the point of breaking. You are like Rapunzel, locked up in a towel. But I can not Save you from their grasp. You're so close to me, yet so far. Isn't the prince supposed to save the princess? The irony of it all. The price has become the captured princess, while the princess is free to do her bidding. The wicked witch has you, but I can not save you..
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Poems For A Lover
PoetryThese are just some poems I made. Some are sad. Some are cute. Feel free to message me poems you would like me to add. I'm gladly credit you.
