![]() From the StartA Story by Hope![]() This is a slightly rhythmic story-ish thing with a few rhymes... There should really be a name for that.![]() I know it’s been awhile Since the last time we spoke But I want to try again See if we can make it work. I’m more sorry than these written words Ever could express I never meant to hurt you, or ever make you cry But give me time to tell you the truth We both deserve that much. Once upon a dark, dark time There lived a girl in a dress And though she hardly felt like it, She was in fact a princess The King and Queen Weren’t always that, They used to have free time To spend lovingly With the Kingdom’s third-in-line.
And from that prince and princess, Two new monarchs were crowned The girl found herself now To be a sparkling princess Every young girl’s dream Except for this teenaged heir. All she ever wanted Was for time to do the impossible For the hourglass to turn around And set back precious time She no longer wished her parents To be the rulers of the stretching land. The stress of being Queen and King Got to her poor parents Always fighting, screaming Never returning to their daughter: The princess of the stretching land. She loved her parents more than anything But nevermore did they have time for her Her heart was slowly breaking A problem for which their was only one cure. It wasn’t until she turned sixteen That their attention turned back to her Not out of love for their daughter But because she need courtiers. Once again she was their little girl, “Their pride and soul” Oh how much they suddenly loved her now. The princess was clever, though She knew it was just a lie That was told to the public, To attract courtiers, far and wide. So she packed her things and ran away On one stormy night It was the eve of the first courtier’s First test to win her hand It was that night that I met you, dear And you folded me in to your arms You took me in with a glass of hot cocoa And comforted me through my tears You listened as I spoke But I never told you the whole truth. Thinking about it now Only makes me wish I could turn back time More than I ever have. My dear, I may have failed, Through the time we’ve spent apart, They’ve found me once again. The King and Queen are dead. I’ve severed all my ties with them, But I’m the only heir. So I’m asking you this one time, dear Can’t we rule together? © 2011 HopeReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 23, 2011 Last Updated on April 4, 2011 Author![]() HopeYuma, COAboutEverything here was written at the age of thirteen. I feel I have regressed. more..Writing
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