I Hope You Have a Happy Death!
My Queen, you are dead to me.
For a golden ring has set you free.
The golden forbidding moat around your new castle
with your false king to save you from every debacle
it sparkles like heaven's streets reflecting the Sun.
I'm an outcast from your fairy land
with no memory of me or what we have done.
You have forgotten the taste of my lips and touch of my hand.
I dare not cross it even if you lowered a bridge.
I hate the abyss and will not walk over the pit's edge.
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