The Dress
You tell me I look beautiful
That nothing on this earth can compare
But there is no disguising the tone in your voice
You know how I despise it
Yet you strangle me with it
Till my eyes bulge
The frilly sleeves are cutting me
Leaving braclets adorned with rubies
Yet you ask whats wrong
And as tears of vinegar
Run down your face you wonder
"Oh why would my little princess leave me?"
Thats why
No matter how hard I try
I'm still
Wearing
The dress
A/N: not my best thats for sure i just wanted to try editing a poem I had posted on my old account
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