So Far From Morning

February 22, 2008
The midnight hour
Comes, cold and heartless;
Empty of all thought,
Devoid of empathy.

Cinderella has
Come and gone; as her
Magic fades away,
Leaving a maid where a

Princess once stood. Now,
Her riches have turned
To rags once more; her
Only hope lies in the

Morning so far from
This midnight hour.
She does not know this,
And weeps in the darkness.

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