She's so amazing,
So beautifully Devine,
I can't wait to make her mine.
Can't get her out,
She's a permanent marker writing her story in my mind.
Lonely but not when you hold me,
It's a not a feeling,
You haven't even touched my skin.
What am I thinking,
I erase the pigment of you,
Now it's my imagination.
All these feelings that this girl brought,
A slave to my own mind,
Even when screwed me over,
I decided to stay blind to it.
I still love you is what I'm implying.
I have an emptiness that only you can fill,
Sometimes I wonder if it's too late for me,
It sucks because my anxiety doesn't wanna wait for me.
All the love you gave to me,
All the things you said to me,
Please don't tell me it was make belief,
I hate this because you're away from me.
Maybe it's better if I just leave this planet,
Or maybe six feet under,
You're just a memory I just can't seem to get rid of.
You're stuck in my mind,
And I want you out of it,
If you're the queen,
Then stop fooling around with a peasant.
I can't stand next to someone as an equal,
And also bow down to a non-equal,
Isn't that right my queen?
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Poetry : A King's Poverty
PoetryA description of a king is almost defined by the way there Kingdom is perceive "Perfect" Nobody knows that, the ruler of the Land wears two crowns with two different coronation, One crown is for his might, the other is the side he never shows. As yo...
