The Crowns Curse

INK. Day 3: Crown

There once was a queen

Who sat on the throne

Her crown was deflating

Her heart all alone

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She was forced to stand tall

Stand strong and brave

Never have love

To the end and her grave

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No friends or family

No comforting words

Just a kingdom before her

And chattering birds

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Strangers came to see her

Bow and worship

But all she ever wanted

Was one true friendship

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At yet all her days

She knew it was right

Even the pain of the wall

Even the dim of all lights

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To save her people

Her town and her kingdom

She can’t have a weakness

Never a different outcome

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Never have love