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It's interesting I used to walk these shimmering, ornate halls Covered in copper and lapis lazuli and rubies I used to wear a ballgown and waltz I used to gaze down from the balcony with a gleam in my eye As the world looked up at me, at all of us It's interesting How things change with perspective Now I'm seeing things quite differently These ruby-coated walls have turned to bloodstain They hold me in the skin of a second-rate queen Someone I never wanted to be The castle is falling The castle was never tall The castle only seemed to shimmer because it was made of glass
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
castles, no.1
It's interesting I used to walk these shimmering, ornate halls Covered in copper and lapis lazuli and rubies I used to wear a ballgown and waltz I used to gaze down from the balcony with a gleam in my eye As the world looked up at me, at all of us It's interesting How things change with perspective Now I'm seeing things quite differently These ruby-coated walls have turned to bloodstain They hold me in the skin of a second-rate queen Someone I never wanted to be The castle is falling The castle was never tall The castle only seemed to shimmer because it was made of glass
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
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