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Sleeping Beauty

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kuroi-nekochan

Published: Nov 27, 2006

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To steal a kiss from Sleeping Beauty;
  Ah, what a delicate art,
To brush her lips without her waking,
  Waking and breaking your heart.

  I cannot make full contact
On the lips of my princess, my reason to live;
  My love I know is truer,
A thousand times more than her prince has to give.

I stole a kiss from Sleeping Beauty,
  I’ll protect her from all harm,
But this lowly, lonely servant girl
  Wants to hold her in her arms.

Whenever,
If ever,
She wakes.

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The full title is "To Steal a Kiss from Sleeping Beauty" but that was too long. Damn character limit...

Anyway, this is a parallel to my life a little while ago. I'm the servant girl, and a certain someone is sleeping beauty.

I wrote this just before I came out, by the way.

Read me!