He is torn
between two royals,
blue blood, pretty eyes.
One is his master, his King.
The other holds his heart captive,
greedy, greedy.
She is porcelain skin, ****** hair.
Her mouth is a wicked creature,
poison her weapon of choice
(And how she has poisoned him)
She lusts for the throne
He thwarts her at every turn
Its a strange game,
tearing each other apart
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
He is torn
between two royals,
blue blood, pretty eyes.
One is his master, his King.
The other holds his heart captive,
greedy, greedy.
She is porcelain skin, ****** hair.
Her mouth is a wicked creature,
poison her weapon of choice
(And how she has poisoned him)
She lusts for the throne
He thwarts her at every turn
Its a strange game,
tearing each other apart
