A king, who fell for a queen. ..
He married her while they were both still 19..
Gave birth to a little dream..
After she was born the queen didn't feel the need to have a king,
So she ranaway with her little dream.
The dream grew up and turned into a nightmare...
After all of what she had seen.
It felt like she had nowhere to run to...
No one to tell her what to do,
Or hold her hand until she knew,
So she decided to never close her eyes again, and kill herself with her own tears.
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Breathers.
PoetryThese are just some of my random thoughts and you can also say that it's a collection for my other works, I hope that you find them enjoyable♡
