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Jul 2013
To lofty tower the sweet queen sped
By the hand of her kingly husband  led
To preserve her sweetness ever more
And lead the people into uproar
For she, their humble friend, was taken
Hidden from their loving eyes
And so the people's trust was shaken
And so the king they did despise.

Tower daunting, tower wide,
Tower built in earnest pride;
The tower wispy clouds did touch;
The queen, she did not want for much
For inside whirled a palace great,
There was no whim it could not sate
And so from here she looked upon
That kingdom she had once ruled on
While husband, king, was pressed too hard
And stole but nights of her to ease
The sweetness of her sweet release
Leaving there his heart when they did part.

But sweetness not for long can keep
For sweet queen, she was losing sleep,
Her mind in the infested gutters now
As he, the king was forced to bow
To the orders of a people disrupt
And the queens face it did corrupt,
Lines of sadness knotting through
Her angel's face, written anew
And when the broken king did return
He found a broken thing by tower kept
And what a terrible way to learn
How love betrays the woman that wept.
(This is the result of reading The Picture of Dorian Gray and Grimm's Fairy Stories in quick succession)
ANH
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ANH  England
(England)   
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