Ann
She looks like real Queen.
I all of sudden realized
That all I’ve ever seen
Can’t first and last replace for me
Her green and cruel eyes,
To make a matter worse that she
This also realized.
Her bearing reminds of ice, -
Don’t misconstrue a meaning! -
Her cool glance, blood red lips entice
My fallen mind and feelings.
Imprudence was to say one time
That she knew the black art.
But I believed that key was mine
To her unruffled heart.
She hated being on her own,
And once we met again.
She was a sin I might atone,
I felt a pouring rain…
I can’t forget that stupid rain,
She said that she was mine –
Her dream became my biggest pain,
Her dream became my wine.
…
I know a girl, I know her smile,
And she’ll become a part
Of me, until we both will die
And death will break her heart.
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