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My Name Is Cinderella.
Once a lonely girl lost in a fantasy dream world.
I’m standing on the stairs in a magnificent hall.
Wearing the dress that I bought for the ball.
It’s long and flowing, sparkling white.
My tiara of diamonds shines in the light.
At the bottom of the stairs you’re waiting for me.
And I gracefully float down for all to see.
You take my hand and touch my face.
You’re the only one I notice in the expansive space.
You walk me towards the center of the floor.
Everyone around us stares and adores.
We’re now dancing in the shadows of flickering light.
Holding each other close, holding each other tight.
You kiss my neck and then touch my face.
Then kiss my lips in a loving embrace.
Time stands still while we are together.
Feels so good, it seems like forever.
I look at the clock; that cannot be right.
But the bells start to chime, confirming midnight.
But there’s no need to leave.
From the hall tonight.
I’ll be with you my prince.
For the rest of my life.
No longer hiding behind my mask.
To all those who don't believe,
(and I'm not sorry to say)
Farewell, and you can kiss my glass.