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fairy tale, fallen, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, Once Upon a Time, poems, poetry, queen
Little miss prima donna
No power in her hands
Begging for the life she led
Once Upon a Time so grand
Naked hand with fingers bare
Baubles no longer define
A kingdom filled with memories there
Once Upon a Time divine
An empty spirit weighs her down
Pride now filled with chagrin
Her name no longer is renowned
A Once Upon a Time has-been
Ever a woman of wealth and means
Now lying on the bed sheβs made
No tiara for this fairy tale queen
Her Once Upon a Time betrayed
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