DEDICATED TO ONE OF MY FRIEND
When she walked down,
While wearing a crown.
The crowd bow their heads,
Know one cross.
As she hold the sword,
The screams loud.
Her eyes significant dead,
Everything will be complicated.
She looked at them one by one,
While holding a glass of wine.
She can't see anything but red,
Can't wait to see them dead.
Her story,
Is like archery.
It's historically,
Has so many mystery.
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Poeziepoems has a different elements, just like love. A book that contains Tagalog and English poems.
