Silence You're Not Royal

December 7, 2011
Shivering from the ice sycle you stabbed in my heart,
I can never grieve the silence that I bought.
This aching body of mine, just can't stop getting in a bind.
Wraps surround my freedom,
you think I roam in your kingdom.
Your not near royal.
You'd make your subjects toil.
Ah but if you think you could ever rule me,
you have a lot of blindness,
I'll make you see.

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