Unfortunately Queen
Lies were througout the journey.
Walking, I had so much passion.
Walking, I was interested in that.
Walking, I had no sight for that.
The curve was sudden, in the middle.
Longing, my flesh burned angrily.
Longing, my hair knew the white.
Longing, my heart had enough.
Life started in the short existence.
Dust, all I could view.
Nonsenses, all my former dreams.
Something, assuredly I didn't view.
The curse could laugh, before me.
Reign, so obvious was hers.
Shamelessness, I hated how she showed it!
Queen, this name was unfortunately hers...
Copyright © Patrick Evina | Year Posted 2006
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