Common Denominator

Everyone believes they would save the damsel, but be warned:

True love’s kiss is a spell that subsides—

She will never stop going back for poison apples.

She runs on broken glass at midnight—outrunning time—she needs no savior.

Alone, she chokes on agony as she pulls

shards of glass from her soles then shatters them on the floor.

You’d never know she put them on that way.