Fairytale

I once believed in fairytales,
As most young girls do.

The Delight of a Knight in Shining Silver Armor,
The majestic snowy stallion that was his mount,
Racing across a lustrous green meadow,
Just to rescue a distressing maiden,
From the woes of the world.

Yes, it was once just an adolescent girl's fantasy.

After all, who wouldn't want a charmaing and handsome stranger,
With a smile that could shame the sun,
And eyes of the deepest ocean,
To come and rescue them?

But, alas they are called "fairytales" for a reason.

As, handsome men are not Knights,
Their eyes of the deepest blue,
Only serve to hide their deepest lies,
The charming white smile,
Serves only to hide their wicked intentions.

But now I know the truth,
The only place that Knights exist,
Are only in books and an adolescent girl's fantasy.

That is why they are called...

"Fairytales"
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