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May 2016
I do not serve heaven
I was cast down
I love I chose someone
Over all else

I fell with fire
Burnt and bruised
I tumbled
My wings scorched
And broken

On the mend I found
Many of whom I shared
Compassion and companionship

Then I lost
The fire burnt me inside
My heart ripped out
My soul cried out

He heard and came
I sold it then
A deal was delt

I do not serve heaven now
My my my
Why serve when you
Can rule

Queen
No soul or heart needed
Haha!
K603
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K603  USA
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