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She’s so lovely on the outside   Gleaming with beauty  on the outside   masking    She's so ugly on the inside   Radiating with hate  on the inside  
  Charming danced with CinderellaUntil the clock struck twelve. She seemed so full of secrets He hoped that she would tell.  But Ella was so worried That she'd betray herself. If he knew, he wouldn't let her Run to her attic cell.  He'd asked her
Once upon a time a story was told A tale well known and ever so old Adapted to suit the mind of kids, Now wrong and lost, wandering amid So I am here to share today The truest of truths known to date
Skin once fair turn flushed from a run being weary An escape... from her trailing enforcements Alas! Pounding feet found sanctuary
Once upon a time, we did not kill to survive
Twelve dancing princesses twirl ‘round the hall Laughing with glee as at last they shed all The burdens of holding a state on their shoulders
there she was laid out on a dusty bed still as a rock sleeping because the thoughts in her head never seemed to stop   oh look, prince charming handsome as ever
My mother gave me a basket of food, a map And the warning, “Remember your place in the food chain.”   I nodded and left, hood overhead
He had eyes green as lily pads, And a heart, large as the pond outside his grandad’s house Where we splashed and squealed as children.
  She wanders somewhere 'neath the tower. Moonlight on her mind.  Big Ben's face to keep the hour, Lost Girl seeks to find.   She lost it somewhere, she's grown sure, Around this part of town,
How long had she fought this war? For time meant nothing anymore, Betwixt the quiet of induced slumber And the roar of dreamworld thunder.
There was once a Little Match Girl, Who sat upon the street And sold her wooden merchandise To buy some food to eat.   Now, this Little Match Girl
A wood-cutter lived in the forest with his wife and daughters three He was as happy as he could be. Sometimes his daughters were overbearing, But usually they were very caring.  
Once upon a time There lived a girl named Cinderella She was an orphan living with her Evil Step Mother She was forbidden from ever having fun
Once upon a time In a sleepy small town Lived a pretty young girl In a pretty blue gown   When one late night
Watching Snow White left me blue When she took a bite of the apple, I yelled at the screen not to chew When you opened the door did you not sense any danger?
The Princess and the Frog  Once upon a time there was a girl   She heard about a princess who kissed A frog; she imagined her own prince And she fell in love  
The Princess and the Frog  Once upon a time there was a girl   She heard about a princess who kissed A frog; she imagined her own prince And she fell in love  
He doesn't love her. he doesn't know her. He doesn't care. the shoe. The material. he wouldn't even if he could. That moment was nothing more than that a moment.  A desperate sad
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