The Sun King and The Dark princeA Poem by FloHow being taken by a King isn't the best thing, How taken by the prince would be better, how this girl suffers from sadness, poor thingA ray in his hands A piece of toy A glimmer of fun That is what I am to The Sun king He's joy pleases me, but I am not completely pleased Just impressed by the power he has seized He's ego, bigger by the day Is there anything else I should say? He's enemy disgusted by me A filthy sun w***e he must see But he notices no gold strands or blue bright eyes But Black curls and and brown ebony eyes That seem to be used to daily crys Of pain and punishment Prince of Darkness saw me He knew I didn't fit right He knew that Im not that kind of girl who won't bite Everytime The King sleeps, I creep out of sight I travel around and meet the Prince in his throne at the dead of night He's eyes a blue and his hair jet as night A mixture of calmness and madness Eyes filled with happiness Being a ray w***e and a secret lover I wish to run to his arms and stay But sadly The king wants me during the day
© 2009 FloAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 27, 2009 AuthorFlocity of randomness and insanity :3Abouto-o I dunno, born in a hospital, living in a home and studying in a school......o-o randomness fills me Sadness grieves me happiness completes me Love confuses and plays with me life pranks me.. more..Writing
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