Turned

Once upon a time...

There was a princess 

hunted for her beauty.

By her step mother of all people.

The princess although beautiful

hid secrets.

Secrets a princess should never 

be the teller of.

Her father killed

misteriously by 

his own blood.

All for the queen.

All for little White

to get the crown.

Chased to the woods

to only meet seven

gruesome men.

All quainter with

murder for greed.

Little White was forced

to stay.

If only for the seven

different men's 

pleasure.

What is she to do

but...

kill herself.

No?

Maybe...

Just Maybe...

She Will...

 

 

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