A New Fairytale

Every time I look at you, my mind goes into fairytale land-
I'm the princess with long, golden hair trapped in the tower,
And you try your hardest to rescue me.
But my story ends different...
The princess knows if she starts to climb down she might fall,
So she stays in her tower;
And the prince loses interest,
Finds another tower with another pretty girl.
She wishes she had more courage,
But the story ends-
Happily ever after in a tall tower,
But no story has never been changed.

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