Nolan had gotten up early that day. This was unusual enough in itself.
He had grabbed the bag lying on his desk chair. He had only decided to leave a few hours earlier. He had resolved to do it
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We are Locked Up
Our only value in our golden hair
And wrinkle-free skin
Taught to want to be
Beauty
To fall in love with a Beast
To forgive our kidnapping and abuse
Kissing frogs
And unconscious 16 year olds
Wicked fantasies
Shoved in our face
& squeezed around our waist
But two princesses dancing
That's a horror to be shielded from.