kill cinderella
- thegreatpartition
- Jul 26, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 5, 2023
She’s a weapon now that she is dead
For the strangers who mourn her
They trample over the flowers they laid for her
In the rush to be seen
You can still get splinters from dead trees
They shout as they gather
Soon she’s not even a memory
So we take what we need
From fragments of an old fairytale
We hold the shattered shards likes knives
From the glass slipper smashed on the ground
Along the river down behind my home
Alice she went walking
Candles flickered in each window then
There was just one
A pale blue light is cast across her face
From under the streetlamp
We’ll be forever finding yellow bows
Tied round rusting poles
So we take what we need
From fragments of an old fairytale
We hold the shattered shards likes knives
From the glass slipper smashed on the ground
So now we watch each other close
From different sides of the road as we hurry home
Alone
Kill Cinderella

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