He was my prince
I was his princess
I loved him ever since
He was someone I want to bless
He smiles at me as he held my hand
We danced so fond
I wore my best gowns
As we walked around in town
He made me ride on his horse
Tucked me in as the rain pours
He made me happy
I never had to rally
He said he will be a King
He pulled out a diamond ring
He was needing a Queen
I was smiling as I look at him
And now he is a King
And I am a Queen
Yet I never sat beside his throne
For he married the sister of my own
January 3 at 8:34 PM
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Miss JAE's Craziness
PoetryCraziness isn't always a disorder in our brain. It could be your courage to do something that anyone would never think to do. It is the thing you do to express yourself even if everyone thinks it is nonsense. And this book... This is my craziness.
