CINDERELLA’S STEPMOTHER

No one knows my fairy tale

Or how it was harmed by a male.

I was harmed by a beast

Who did not care least.

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When I was young and naive

My uncle dug my grave.

As he abused me and my soul

Guess I lost will to live or find my goal.

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I carried the guilt and shame

Throughout life and started a game.

A game to hurt one and all.

This game finally led to my fall.

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I was not a fairy

And had a game plan to vary.

I was a beast

And I cared the very least.

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This is my #Metoo story

It’s not my golden glory.

No one asked my version ever,

But I need to settle it forever.

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Always be bold and strong,

Life is not a fable or a song.

Now I can rest in peace

God bless you all and I am in a truce.