stepsister
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A hug from a woman who's not my Mama
but has raised me nonetheless is
warmer than our run-down apartment in St. Louis.
Streetlights would allow shadows to form in my head.
They go away when I see my nephew's eyes,
I know you don't recognize my name,Although my story revels in fame.My step-sister, what a fella.Do you know her? Cinderella.Before you start to snide,Please listen to my side. Once upon a time,
Once upon a time
There laid a beast who hid herself all too well
oh my, oh dear, oh Cinderella
She was the wickedest of them all
but her beauty veiled her perfectly well
However, I've seen her true naure
