I used to wonder if my prince would come, just like Cinderella. I connected with her. I wanted to go to the ball and meet my prince charming. Someone to sweep me off of my feet and treat me like a princess. To take me away from all the pain and tears. I finally did meet my prince but he didn’t treat me like a princess, he treats me like a Queen.
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My Prince
Posted 8 months ago
My Prince
Posted 8 months ago
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