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I dreamt of Anastasia

The forgotten princess


She was an unnamed beauty

All alone she's against the world


Stuck on a journey through the past

Filled with strange men and unknown places


I was taught that big girls don't cry

Does this mean I'm grown?


Why can't I stay a child

Tell me, what's the harm in that?


I used to fill the oceans

Now all I want is to flood the land


I can't stay this strong forever

Yet the lights are up, my stage is set


Why must I remain so fearless?

When I can feel my mask is already crumbling


Stripped of my innocence too early

I've been pushed under the surface


Longing to be held

Still struggling to breathe


Tell me I'm worthy

I'm begging, please pull me off this ledge


Only sinking deeper

Becoming numb, dark, and cold


Where is the love I've been searching for?

The hammer claims it's damned in the arms of other women


My bell jars' now shattered

I'm being crushed beneath its weight


The light says my heart must keep beating

To always swear against deals with the devil


But that's my secret

I dance the edge way too close for someone not tempted


Tongues have been whispering

Like thunder in a storm


My loyalties are spent

My heart is in pieces; buried deep into the dirt


Black tar and feathers are what I've been given to wear

All eyes are now averted


I wake to find myself mirroring Medusa

I'm all alone surround by the memories I chose to set in stone


I guess I've got my wish now

But who will be the one that comes to claim my head

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