Queens need kings, historically.
So, I rose as an Empress
so that you could fuck off
extra emphatically.
:)
YOU ARE READING
The Empress Rises
PoetryYou broke me before you even knew what it meant to break, stood back & watched me go up in flames. Don't mourn for long; you'll need your legs when I rise from the devastation you laid.
Twenty-One
Queens need kings, historically.
So, I rose as an Empress
so that you could fuck off
extra emphatically.
:)