Oh, our beautiful queen!
Gives birth to a new set of cards,
What a horrid scene
Oh, the maker of hearts!
What a horrid scene
Oh, the maker of hearts!
Oh, your perfect dress!
Made out of fresh insect mouthparts,
Collected from this gruesome mess
Oh, the killer of hearts!
Oh, your skin is magically lukewarm!
Your lips shine like aventurine quartz,
Your gaze is more head-turning than chloroform
Oh, the kidnapper of hearts!
Oh, your knife-like tokens!
Place them right into my slots,
Strip me out of my emotions
Oh, the impaler of hearts!
Oh, that flaming ruby necklace!
Fell into the hands of 'Violet Sweethearts',
Land swooped by something dark, something infectious
Oh, the fallen kingdom of hearts!
Oh, our heart-masked queen!
All we have left of you is your broken figurine,
I wish I could've intervened
What has occurred in your room can't be unseen
Oh, our heart-shaped machine!
‘’Oh my queen, I loved you ever since I saw you on your throne.’’
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Author:
c0b (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 13th, 2022 18:54
- Comment from author about the poem: Raven's letter to the queen right before she is executed.
- Category: Letter
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