Pretty Lie Prince

Pretty Lie Prince

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

I learned fairytales
are dangerous
in some chapters.

Under a darker spell,
he was the first 
to notice her through
the trait of invisibility.

At the very thought of him,
her mind went up into the clouds.
He had the best laugh
during the days of winter.

All he was, was a pretty lie
amongst various uncounted days.
He wanted her very soul
like a porcelain China doll. 

© 2020 I Am Svetlana


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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI



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