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I am the queen of what ifs
Sitting on a throne of could've beens

My fears are my loyal subjects
Escorting my dreams to the gallows

My ambitions are now prisoners
To my court of procrastination

I, the queen
Reign over all of this regret
May we never forget

I, The Queen ©


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Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 11, 2016. Copywrite and all rights reserved under Bianca Reyes
fortified lies,
forty nights and forty days,
so many ways to hide the devil inside you,
he don’t tempt me,
but he’s got a hold of you,
and i see red,
with everything you say and what you do.
i see you struggling,
just to juggle what is true,
to find the line inside what is real and what is you.
i’ve spent my time,
trying to make your lies to truth,
but i have found that defines me and you stay you.
i’ve seen the light,
and the beacons shine on you,
but you reflect from the lights that guided you.
and now it’s darkness,
but your seeking for your youth,
and as you age, you don’t know just what to do.
and inside, there are pieces of me in you,
but we collide and i can’t pretend it’s true.
i wish i lived, a life as false as you,
but i can’t disguise reality like you do.
and i watch you lose your life until it’s through,
you don’t care, about the legacy abused.
thats ok.
but i just can’t be like you,
so don’t expect me to spend my time with you.
but i miss the things we used to do,
and since you left ,
my dreams will never come as true.

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