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I sit alone Atop my throne A kingdom of nothing Towers built on lies A river of melancholy surrounds my castle A drawbridge of self-destruction protects the inside Soldiers adorned in black to defend empty rooms A massive table barren of nourishment for an empty belly One chair An extravagant bedroom One king Desperate for rest He sleeps and wakes more lethargic than before Dragging his feet through failures Decrees from the highest place One day we will thrive But all his advisors, his subjects, servants and supporters Are gone
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Apr 7, 2022
Apr 7, 2022 at 3:28 AM UTC
Will it ever?
I sit alone Atop my throne A kingdom of nothing Towers built on lies A river of melancholy surrounds my castle A drawbridge of self-destruction protects the inside Soldiers adorned in black to defend empty rooms A massive table barren of nourishment for an empty belly One chair An extravagant bedroom One king Desperate for rest He sleeps and wakes more lethargic than before Dragging his feet through failures Decrees from the highest place One day we will thrive But all his advisors, his subjects, servants and supporters Are gone
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Apr 7, 2022
Apr 7, 2022 at 3:28 AM UTC
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