Queen of Goth’s
She will be sitting in a graveyard,
Waiting for her love.
She will be the Queen of Hearts.
She will be the Queen of Goths.
The Queen of the tormented being,
Will come to me like a darkened dream
And show me everything she can see,
In our future underneath the moonlit scene.
The Queen of despair.
The Queen of tomorrow.
The Queen of forever.
My Queen of Goths...
I am in love with your sorrow.
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Comments1
Fantastic. Great flow and vivid atmosphere.
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