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King and Queen
Contributed by
vampy
on
Friday, 16th May 2003 @ 11:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Queen of the throne
Throne of depression
A shiny, black crown
of twisted metal
and rotting hearts,
sits upon her head.
Her lips are motionles,
her eyes stare blankly.
Her thin, small hands,
clutch tightly
to the leg of her pants.
Her chest rises and falls,
rises and falls,
with slow, steady breaths.
The King is not pleased
with her sad smile.
A crown of love
and guilt,
sits atop
his tousled hair.
His lips are moving,
her ears are listening.
Their two hands join,
squeeze tightly together,
and smiles appear.
Their smiles are true,
but the Queen does fear,
what is she loses her dear king?
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vampy
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2003-05-16 11:05:00]
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Re: King and Queen
(User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on
Friday, 16th May 2003 @ 11:20:52 AM AEST
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Wow! Great poem. It is horrible to be afraid of losing something.
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Re: King and Queen
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by simonedontplay on
Saturday, 17th November 2007 @ 09:42:06 AM AEST
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| i loved it i thought it was good, i like how you used the metaphore or however you spell it , but it was great |
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