My dream clouds poured like rain.
My kingdom melted down again.
I'm not the queen now yet no restraints.
The blinding lights don't hurt me now.
I didn't take it yet I kept my vow.
It ended bad but I'm cool somehow.
My glass crown scattered on the floor.
Isolating months behind the door.
I'm feeling better than ever before.
The petty girls claiming thrones.
All the crooked swindlers lending loans.
They'll disappear like the earthed stones.
I didn't get back a penny I bid.
A thousand haters for each year I lived.
I'm flying higher than I ever did.
In my awareness,
I repeat mistakes,
Bridges break,
Lessons I never take
Yet I know,
I am right this time,
Just satisfied this time.
[20 July 2020, 6:34 PM]
[Sorry for the title Taylor💕 but that's all what suits in here.]
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