The Reversed Queen of Swords
I loved you.
If I ever wanted to be so badly broken, I'd go to you.
You were the queen of broken hearts.
You collected so many and shoved them into your treasure chest.
Sometimes, you'd open it to admire your winnings that were mistakenly given to you.
You destroy hearts to make make up for the one that you don't have.
Copyright © Jolly Figs | Year Posted 2012
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