You're the queen's favorite,
but she still doesn't touch you,
she doesn't take care of you.
how will you survive without
some tender, gentle love?
I could give it to you if you want,
but I still can't touch you,
because your the queen's favorite
and I'm not the queen.
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Poems
PoetryHello!! This will be a collection of random poems written by me, I hope you'll enjoy ♡♡ WARNING: Contains suicidal and depressed thoughts and a bit of gore.
