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Hail The Lonely Queen

Hail! The Lonely Queen My world consumes me, my thoughts turn erratic. They fall away into the caldron of boiling confusion, of which there is no return Everything I feel returns to me empty I throw my thoughts toward the future, they return jumbled and unfelt I am holding onto to cobwebs from the past, dusty, ragged They bind me, they make me bleed The past gives no love, it is already consumed I am living on time Time the great wind, takes pieces of my soul as it sweeps by, in great gusts Tiny pieces like dust fall away, glittering at first, then extinguished and swept away Slowly I become a ghost, the web is now my world I breath the fog and mists which shrouds the future, dense and thick Sometimes I see light Sometimes it is only blackness I let go and step into the after world, sweet death, no pain Entering, I first stand alone in the world which I created I am Queen of my death Hail! The lonely Queen She wears a mantle of silvery cobwebs Her crown she wears, burnt gold and black diamonds She stands alone The Empress of a haunted realm Hail! The lonely Queen

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Date: 10/11/2018 3:36:00 PM
This was really nice and quite enchanting even if a little sadness played amongst your verse. I really enjoyed this. Nicely done.
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Anna Checherov
Date: 10/11/2018 7:12:00 PM
Well, in truth sadness, suicide and death go hand in hand. I wrote it for the ghosts and spiritualism contest. I think they need another category for dark poetry... "Gothic".