you are at the palm of her hands
using and abusing you
just like her favorite puppy
called you when needed...seeked you when convenient

while she, gave her heart and soul to you
caring and loving you
yet you never noticed
she left and silently cried inside

you caught her eye
like a pretty toy to play with
and you fell for her devious ways
appreciated you when useful...fancied you when needed

while she, sat in the darkness
waiting for a shed of light
praying for your happiness
both her palms up facing the sky

now who is lucky?
the princess who found her knight,
or the girl standing still, praying for your plight?
it must be you who have both of them at your side

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written this at 2 am. had a rough night again. sigh