... She hated it.
And her feelings couldn't blow off the inconsiderate heavy dust that covered her story
And the merciless avalanche of fools effortlessly trying to bury her ever since they discovered she was a queen
Saying they wanted to teach her to breathe
So that she get stuck at syllables until she finally forget her name
But she breathed out fire in winter
And the bottle around her shattered
She wanted her voice back
So she dug out the dried ink out of the seemingly thick pages
She's gonna write her story herself
Title 'Royalty'
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Author:
Abu Aeesh (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2016 12:14
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Comments2
Great write
Thanks
Welcome
I think you have a true talent, such a way with words. I really enjoy reading your work.
Am grateful, Thanks.
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