I'm trapped in this taunting tower of terror. What have I done to deserve this painful punishment? #SaveMe
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 27, 2013In my broken tower I hear whispers say a curse is upon me if I stay.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I weave a web of colours gay from night to day.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Those reapers are reaping early this morning! #QuietIneedSleep
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013This curse is forcing me to face in one direction. I do not know what this curse maybe. #confused
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Running out of wool with all of this weaving!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Does anyone know I'm here? The reason I don't wave my hand through the window is I'm cursed.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I am half sick of shadows. Feeling so ill!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Oh joy, here comes a troop of damsels glad. They truly annoy me with their freedom. #jealous
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Why keep me trapped in a tower when I could explore the world outside?
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Here comes the curly shepherd lad. I wonder if he could lend me some wool for all of this weaving...
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013The knights come riding two by two I have no knight for me good and true. #SoLonely
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013OMG! I just saw the love of my life riding down to Camelot through my mirror.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013His beauty is so remarkable, I'm stunned, I love him so much!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013It's Sir Lancelot!!!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013His helmet and his helmet feather burn like a burning flame together.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013His hair is coal black. His eyes are ocean blue. I need to see him right now! #WhatDoIdo?
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013His beautiful voice has echoed through my room. I love hearing him sing Tirra Lirra. #HeHasTheXFactor
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013His singing is like an angel's sweet and soothing sound of beauty.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I need to see him!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Right, that's it I'm leaving the web I'm leaving the loom. I need to see my Sir Lancelot.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I can't believe it, I've finally done it! I've left the web. I've left the loom. Get me out of this room!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Oh no the mirror's cracked! #7YearsBadLuck #DontCareDeadInFive
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013Help! Save me, the curse is upon me!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I have an idea, through the window I can see a shallop to take me to my heavenly dreams.
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013I'm so in love with him, I need to see him before I leave this earth!
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013The lights are getting close. Are they the lights of Camelot or the lights of heaven?
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013He's there I can see him amongst the men and women of Camelot. I hope my heart is still beating by the time I arrive there...
— lpsShalott (@lpsShalott) November 29, 2013
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