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follow me -
up a steep hill bordered with tallgrass and ticks;
and then follow me -
down a narrow path of stones and cracked bricks.
up to a place that's long been deserted -
with broken windows and rotted doors,
with tarnished arms of forgotten wars.
walk with me -
through dark hails infested with dust;
and walk with me -
up a spiral staircase with air thick must.
to a room that the moon has somberly lit -
to a room where many a night i'd sit.
listen to me -
tell my stories so old that they've died;
and listen to me -
ramble about my sorrows and why i cried.
feel the sadness in my kiss,
and feel the feeling i now miss.
i'll preach the history of this castle's dark halls.
i'll profile the people that once guarded its walls.
so look at me -
blankly, with a child's hollow stare;
and look at me -
quickly, while you twirl your finger-length hair.
i'll relay the words i heard that day in the town,
about the heartbreaking news that my home had burnt down.
the words i fear i'll never forget -
said on the day when fate and i tragically met.
"the Queen has nothing now -
her empires been destroyed.
a single flame -
has made a kingdom a void!"