Perched on her chair alone No king to join her raine She frowns upon her fantasy world And drowns in all her pain. The moonlit palace now empty No more love captured in its skies A heart once lively, now no longer beating And given no happiness she silently cries. Missing the core of her world With nothing else to give She wishes to be freed from her existence And to never again relive. Stepping from her high rank She walks away into the mist Hoping her Angel will understand She slowly disappears, known to never exist.Birth sign: Pisces
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