They say the King was cursed this way,
His sin on skin, and hell to pay,
His story, there, told all in art,
His lost love scarred across his heart.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋
PoesíaThis love was cast cruel, this love was not kind. But in all, she still loved him. For with him, love was blind. Poems for the damned. If I am to be hurt, then so must you. Copyright © TheFallOfArtemis
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆
They say the King was cursed this way,
His sin on skin, and hell to pay,
His story, there, told all in art,
His lost love scarred across his heart.
