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Tip the Tower [Freestyle]
Careless brat, living in her pretty, polished world.
Sitting on a throne of satin and gold,
Painted face, clothes of lace.
Furious that her glass slippers aren't clear enough.
Enraged that the dragon still roams the land.
Princess, have your fit...
Throw a tantrum and flip your table upside down.
Watch the goblets hit the ground -
The inevitable sound of your fury; a chorus of breaking glass.
Send the world into disarray, for it is your plaything.
Nothing more than a stone on your diamond necklace...
Scream and yell and tip your tower.
We will remain faithful.
We swear to thee.
it seems to me that you are a good poet and this is one of your sweet poems which meaningful with deep idea and the flow of poetic way..well done and hope you go through my poems too to know if they are able to touch your heart or not?