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Nyx
Poems
Sep 2018
He gave me his crown, But I never wanted to be his Queen
He gave me his crown
Placed it upon my head
Gently held my hands
Tracing circles before he fled
Glistening with jewels
Woven into our history
His kingdom in ashes
leaving but an air of mystery
Looking over the people
From the nobles to the peasants
observing the beautiful scenery
though its empty without his presence
Giving me the key
Power and command
On a throne made of thorns
though I still couldn't understand
I didn't want this authority
His position or place
I merely wanted him
To be held within that embrace
His touch still lingers
like small butterfly kisses
upon the skin
It's meaningless now
It's melted away like the snow
A kingdom in ruins
But I have nowhere else to go
I never wanted that crown
That seemed to glisten and gleam
I only wanted to stand by him
I didn't want to be a Queen
I would give everything away
throw that crown down with pride
just for a fleeting moment
to have you back at my side
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#love
#king
#queen
#kingdom
#crown
#gone
Written by
Nyx
23/F/Shadows of the Opera
(23/F/Shadows of the Opera)
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