Cindrella

Cinderella

Life a
tragedy

A prostitute
in a
shell

You must
take the
heat

Of the
hungry man

Lookin for
naked flesh

Its been
a while

You have
rested in
peace

The back
bang everyday
& every hour

This just
seems like
death

A young
prince

Comes to
the rescue

Takes you
away into
the clouds

A kingdom
with gold
& cakes

You become
the queen
overnight

Life shining
on you

You wake
up the
next day

Sunlight no
more

Shining on
you

Caution: This might be all theory

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