KC's Poetry
Friday, April 12, 2019
A crown
I wear a crown upon my head
And think of all the words I've said
To make it to the thrown i sit
And subjugate my delegates.
These measly people,
lost without me,
I their queen,
So nobly founding
A future where they live in peace
Or one they die for my release.
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