A book, written in the Dark Ages
Burning the witches
Then applauding the knights.
Ride in your shining armor,
Come pick me up and toss me onto your horse
Please?
My body remains your shadow
Trailing you around,
Growing longer as the sun comes out
Only to shrink again.
Because I am merely a damsel,
No one tells me I am great
No one shows me I am strong
Guess I’ll never be you,
Only a shadow,
With the fate of a witch…
Written by plumtree
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