• Dead I am the girl,
    thrown on an early grave.
    Never a once apon a time,
    just the prince that never came.
    Dead apon this lonely night,
    The spiders weave my gown.
    I am forever reminded that
    I was cheated from my crown.
    Princess of the moon,
    now my title still it stands.
    Ruling nothing but the night,
    with these rotten boney hands.
    Dead I am the girl,
    taken in too early a time,
    With out my crown and
    with this sad story of mine.