2 step sisters 

Both stuffed with perfect red string and pearls

their brown hair like worms, and their eyes pools of mudd

on the outside, they appeared unflustered and unamused

pretty as porcelain dolls 

but on the inside, they knew

they had made cinderella 

a punching bag over the years

and their mother was none the better


Smoke clogging her throat

shattered head and heart choked with love

from others who were now gone

her eyes, that were once full of life

are now stone cold blocks of ice

that have been through oceans of tears

on the outside, she smiled warmly at her sisters and mother

choosing to lay bricks upon  how she felt  

 but on the inside, she had a plan

once she completed it

 her stepsisters and mother would be no more 








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