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Friday, 5 April 2013

The Girl In The Castle Room


The Girl In The Castle Room

In a castle up on the hill,
A girl sits by the window sill,
Waiting for her beau,
To take her and go.
She picks the petals from a daffodil,
And dreams of a life more tranquil,
From head to toe,
She aches to know.

Where is her man?
Her saviour, her knight?
She doesn't understand,
She is an oversight.

For all her life, in this room she's been,
The forgotten daughter of King and Queen.
But on she waits,
Watching the locked gates.
The outside world she has never seen,
But that hasn't stopped her dream,
The hope she creates,
On and on she waits.

For her man.
Her saviour, her knight.
She doesn't understand,
They will never unite.

The hope that she creates,
On and on and on she waits.

For her man.
Her saviour, knight, whoever.
She doesn't understand,
It'll be like this forever.






By J. Barrett

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