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Without a whimper
He told her “I’m sorry”.
She looked up at him in doubt,
Too good to be true fairytales
Not her cup of tea.
You see,
SHE was the prince of Her Story.

 

© Nicoletta

 

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

 

 

Photo by SVZ: Hyde Park, Chicago

Song: Dreams- Fleetwood Mac