Guilt, you see it in her eyes as they crowned her, she killed her husband, we wonder till this day how did it happened, she was feening for his riches. She pour poison into his wine and watch him fall to the ground, no one but he knew that. With force, two of her royal servants were oblige to de-crown here, she wasn't worthy of the God's blessings, "take it off her head" some screamed, she was later be headed by her youngest son, he knew but she didn't know, "bye bye mommy".
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Love Beyond Trees
PuisiThis is a poetry that touches and reaches the depths of our emotions that we dare not to tamper with. It's a set of poems I put together for you readers to enjoy and feel the shoes I cannot wear.
