Tragic comedy of a broken thespian

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Oh my dear queen

I have fallen upon your knees

My last act closed by the ink in my skin,

Sealed and cast away upon the ink that dances on my heart

Failed as a poet and o my dear failed to my love

Oh terrible failer

Tragic comedy of a broken thespian

Dear queen forgive my sin

Of dreaming the impossible,

With out being in my sleep,

Praying to the moon

But not even she will listen to my pleas

The melodies by the string, being lost in the emptiness.

The words always end up in complete silence

The irony upon the relativity, things of what and are not

Tragic thespian

He who sees things that never were

And will never see again what once was...

My dear queen I beg upon you

To finish my dear agony

Stab my heart with such ease

Don't let me die within your lips in one last vision

Vision of a false prophet

Telling what shall be my end

let justice fall upon my head, for my last sin

My last act

Oh tragic comedy

Of that who dreams ....

NY;v

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