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By starr Date: 2003 Sep 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.04.17.09.5355]] |
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Does the queen lay with you when you feel alone? or did she turn a couch into your thrown? Did you try to give her the world...and sun, served on a plate of everyday labor? ...new shoes, a house, a gold ring? Did her love to you, it bring? Or did she turn to ice, roll away from your touch at night? Shun your love..make you run.. make you prey .... to any sweet thing that looks your way? Dead inside? I see you beneath a "players" mask..... your wounded heart finding solace in drunkard's flask. Oh beautiful man..concealed by fate, living in a comatose state... the queen she doesn't know, and even so..... She will not appreciate.... what she has that I'm denied. She doesn't even know the King whose house she resides. Walk away my King, and find your true Queen. She'll be waiting....anticipating... the love she gives you in her dreams. |