It's Good To Be Queen
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Last published Thu, May 28, 2020
It's not easy being a queen , It's not easy having magic . It's not easy being perfect in the eyes of everyone. Especially when behind the walls of your home , Your family is falling apart , Slowly but surely.
Evangeline Queen , She was mean and evil , She was powerful and she knew it . She loved no one , She felt nothing. She gave up on everything at a young age . All she had to do was be perfect .
Phobia Queen , He's the family defect , His magic doesn't work , He's the only boy and his mother hates him , He never knew his father . All he knew was that he didn't have to try , No one would be proud of him .
Remi Queen, She was different from the other two , she had a different father. She was kind and sweet , Her magic was fine , Yet her mother hated her the most. Because she was so unlike her . She wanted to be Kind , She wanted people to like her , Not fear her .
People say it's good to be a queen . Little do they know that it's good to be anything but a queen , Queens can rule for only so long before their gone.
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