Wash

Once there was...Once there was a girl, So beautiful, so fragile. Once she loved a boy Who didn't see her as special.Once there was...
She waited and waited And dropped little hints Waiting for him to change And come to be her prince.
He didn't change, She mourned and pined, But she was convinced That she would call him "mine."
When he never came She fell into strife And finally giving up She decided to end her life
Once there was a boy Who had been waiting for a girl. But she only saw someone else Convinced only one oyster held a pearl


My Wicked LifeNo one mourns the wicked, no not them, Yet among my friends I do mourn him. I've never been to dear old Shiz And my soda has lost its fizz, And I have no magic powers, My ranting lasts for hours. The wizard and I have not met In person nor through the net. I don't know what this feeling is Everytime I see my friends. It feels like I belong, which doesn't happen in any other niche. Something bad is always happening, To one or another of my friends, While the others are laughing. I would love to dance through life And remind myself of those dayMy Wicked Life
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