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A re-telling of The Twelve Dancing Princesses by the Grimm Brothers
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Her long blonde hair flowing,
Music playing,
Gentlemen swaying
How she loved it all
The rush from being in a partner’s strong arms,
Keeping time with the music
It made her smile.
The soldier was the one that ruined,
Spoiled, trampled,
Her dancing dreams.
Foiled her, he did
Pretending to drink the sleeping potion,
But only faking,
Telling her father their secret
Forced to marry him, she was!
Forced into something she did not want.
Her world was soundless.
No longer did he let her dance, prance
He laughed at such words.
So now she sat, greying
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Hating the thump of his bad leg on the floor
Seeing his shadow when he stood,
Never meeting his eyes.
For brief moments of time,
She allowed herself to remember, to dream.
To hear the music,
The singer’s sing,
The violin strings.
But she tried not to succumb
To those happy memories,
For it only made the present colder,
The pain harder
As his leg thumps along the wood,
Grating her ears until she screams
Bursting into tears.
Her world exploding, imploding
Her mind torn between realities
And memories,
Never truly wanting to return
To the present, the now,
The cage she is in, never able to escape
But instead to hide within.
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