Golden-haired Snow White
Wear an apple perfume,
Seems she`s shining like sunlight,
Absolutely perfect.
"You`re not princess anymore",
Dented, cracked mirror,
Icy fragments on the floor,
Empty bottle of liquor.
Honey lady has to take,
Pills with bitter flavour,
Now she`s charming like snowflake,
Kissed by silent saviour.
Time has get for every men,
It`s the God of cruelty,
Crumpled note in cold, stiffed hand,
"Gone to save my beauty".
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Many pretty breathless girls,
Sleep at iron tables,
In the land of dwarfs and birds,
They will wake up... maybe).
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