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Array ( [sid] => 160965 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The girl with the long blonde hair [time] => 2010-07-05 20:37:27 [hometext] => [bodytext] => There was a girl,
Who hated life,
No matter how hard she tried.

Her parents don't love her,
She feels alone,
As guys will never stare upon her dead or alive.

She lived in a castle,
With a noble steed,
And a napkin in awaiting.

As she always dreamt of her happy ending.

She was cursed upon an evil witch,
When she was first born.

To remain in this castle with no presence,
But the feeling of being torn.

She hardly spoke a sentence,
But repeated a line frequently,
She has schizophrenia and no longer she can see.

She didn't know if it was day or night,
Even if the season has changed at all,
But she was stuck in this tower, unless she fall.

She platted her hair,
Which took 3 days to finish,
By this she was known for her long blonde hair, but not till later.

She had trouble finding the window,
Which once showed her past,
Her fingers touched the large opening as she was ready at last.

She let her hair hangover the side,
This would be her weight,
As she was fragile and thin she just couldn't keep her strength.

She Jumped out the opening,
Falling like a kite,
Miss Rapunzel said one last thing,
'Today I've lived'
Before she suddenly died.



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The girl with the long blonde hair

Contributed by Courtz on Monday, 5th July 2010 @ 08:37:27 PM in AEST
Topic: fictional



There was a girl,
Who hated life,
No matter how hard she tried.

Her parents don't love her,
She feels alone,
As guys will never stare upon her dead or alive.

She lived in a castle,
With a noble steed,
And a napkin in awaiting.

As she always dreamt of her happy ending.

She was cursed upon an evil witch,
When she was first born.

To remain in this castle with no presence,
But the feeling of being torn.

She hardly spoke a sentence,
But repeated a line frequently,
She has schizophrenia and no longer she can see.

She didn't know if it was day or night,
Even if the season has changed at all,
But she was stuck in this tower, unless she fall.

She platted her hair,
Which took 3 days to finish,
By this she was known for her long blonde hair, but not till later.

She had trouble finding the window,
Which once showed her past,
Her fingers touched the large opening as she was ready at last.

She let her hair hangover the side,
This would be her weight,
As she was fragile and thin she just couldn't keep her strength.

She Jumped out the opening,
Falling like a kite,
Miss Rapunzel said one last thing,
'Today I've lived'
Before she suddenly died.



Courtz, PLEASE: To help keep this site INTERACTIVE, please read and comment on at least 3 poems for each one you submit.

As of this submission, you have 7 poems posted and zero interactive comments. If you wish to continue posting, please at least bring your comment to poem ratio to 1:1.

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Copyright © Courtz ... [ 2010-07-05 20:37:27]
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Re: The girl with the long blonde hair (User Rating: 1 )
by thebadguy9999 on Tuesday, 6th July 2010 @ 04:49:57 PM AEST
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nice


Re: The girl with the long blonde hair (User Rating: 1 )
by Sushila on Wednesday, 7th July 2010 @ 01:26:54 AM AEST
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Courtz what a lovely poem
It has such a nice flow and the words used are so touching. Well done. Would definitely like to read more of your poems.




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