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“For a while I thought I was the dragon. I guess I can tell you that now. And, for a while, I thought I was the princess, cotton candy pink, sitting there in my room, in the tower of the castle, young and beautiful and in love and waiting for you with confidence but the princess looks into her mirror and only sees the princess, while I'm out here, slogging through the mud, breathing fire, and getting stabbed to death. Okay, so I'm the dragon. Big deal. You still get to be the hero.”

Quote by Richard Siken

Book:Crush
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Crush

This book delves into the complexities of romantic relationships and the transformative journey of self-discovery. more

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Richard Siken
Richard Siken

Richard Siken is an American poet born in 1967. His poetry is known for its unique style and profound emotional expression, which has won him a wide audience. more

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