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Sep 2014
she was shedding tears
what's wrong little dove he said
i just realized
i'm no queen of carthage
nor the heir of england
i'm no khaleesi
i can't slay no dragons and
i can't free no men
but you are much more babydoll he said
no i'm nothing but
the queen of sorrow and sadness
the heir of sin and guilt
i'm a useless creature
and a heartless *****
i lead a meaningless life and
i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife
Written by
zeineb bouhaouel
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