I had killed the king
Then sighed content
His crown now laid at my feet
A knife plunged through my heart
The queen had done the deed
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Poison Berries
PoetryA series of SHORT poems written to appease the darker souls...
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I had killed the king
Then sighed content
His crown now laid at my feet
A knife plunged through my heart
The queen had done the deed
