On top of the steep cliff, I looked down
The wind rustled my billowing gown
It was a long way from the ground
My body would be nowhere to be found
I slipped my golden crown from off my head
And for the last time, watched the old blind man feed the ducks some bread
For the last time, watched the children happily play
For the last time, watched the church nuns faithfully pray
For the last time, watched the baker cheerfuly open his store
For the last time, watched the stranger welcomingly open the door
Stared up at the sky
Long prepared to say goodbye
Knowing this was my long awaited end
I jumped, preparing to descend
No tears, no, I didn't cry
Because for me, it was a worthy way for a queen to die
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