Cry and cry at least you try, take this handkerchief and wipe your intense grief. Honey, I was never really gone, I'm just flying around and the only problem is that you can't see me...
.. but you can feel me.
49 minutes before midnight, I used to fight using this sword not so bright, melting under the dim light, carried by your weak knight.
In this small dark room, a warrior is imprisoned for no reason, waiting for his queen to take action, I was once your king, before you left and fling.
I can't deny, kings do cry. I will do everything and surrender the crown just to see you dancing with that lovely gown. I miss you, I love you. My queen and my everything.
~ ShyInBlue
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