An arranged marriage
A love that never was
So many secrets
And untouched lands
The burdens she carries
In pursuit of happiness
From God's forest
Of dusk line hills
The plainstones palace
Is the necklace she wears
To commence the descent
A soft jubilant rain
Promises borealis
And offers of peace
She prays silently for each
As they lower the crown
In a flourish of confetti
It's all about pageantry
It's all about possession
And the way she sits
On her throne
Like she sits
On the King's face
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 10:38 AM UTC
An arranged marriage
A love that never was
So many secrets
And untouched lands
The burdens she carries
In pursuit of happiness
From God's forest
Of dusk line hills
The plainstones palace
Is the necklace she wears
To commence the descent
A soft jubilant rain
Promises borealis
And offers of peace
She prays silently for each
As they lower the crown
In a flourish of confetti
It's all about pageantry
It's all about possession
And the way she sits
On her throne
Like she sits
On the King's face
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