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Name: nightchild9
Birthday: Oct 24 1995
Location: Kansas
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Sun, 25 Sep 2011

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
Tale of a Gothic Princess

Princess Coco looked so beautiful

All dressed in black

With white make-up and dark purple lips

She sat on the throne so full of majesty

The onlookers were dazzled by her beauty

And worshipped the ground she walked upon

The King was not well

And expected to die soon

And the Queen had died long ago

So the young princess would soon rule the Kingdom

Everyone was impressed with her intelligence and grace

She carried out her duties without question or complaint

And she would always greet new visitors with a smile

Once the audience was over she would return to her rooms

In the privacy of her own room she would cut her wrists

And let the blood pour into a bowl

She would force food down her throat until she could eat no more

Then she would go to the ladys room and be violently sick

Underneath all her garments she was painfully thin

She felt so much pressure to be beautiful

She had many suitors but none that she loved

A stranger from abroad arrived one day

And stole her heart

But he was not a suitable match for a princess

A handsome sailor of common stock

She pleaded with her father to let her marry

But he doggedly refused her request

One night she took the blade

And slit both her wrists

Not a cry for attention

But an attempt to take her life

Living was a torment to her

The expectations too high

The rewards lacking in true value

Her dead body was found the next morning

And all the towns folk mourned her death

The beautiful princess had departed this land

And headed off above the clouds

To find a happier resting place

A traditional Gothic funeral was held

To celebrate her life

Many fine words were said

And then her body was buried

Under a thousand red roses

Her Cousin Isabella was now next in line

And took over the royal duties

A heavy burden for a fifteen year old to deal with

So many souls are sacrificed on the road to glory...

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