Poetry

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So here you are ACCUSING me
BRUISING me
with your la-la-la sob story

There you are USING me
TRYING to make
me feel unworthy..

You say I'm being hard
A woman total devoid of emotion
who loves only herself
BUT YOU...oh boy you have far much more to LEARN
for you know not the meaning of TRUE Devotion

Because right now I've determined to forbear the whirly twirly dance of love
I refuse to settle for a simple spin in the night
I'm waiting for a divine romance from above
Revealed in the gloriousness of the pale moonlight

I'm done giving you premise in my life
Letting you be a prince to me
I'm noticing more and more that my throne is ill-fit for you
and the reason it rings true you will see

You're but a prince and I was destined for a KING
You are truly but a frog in the grander scheme of things
I was destined for royalty and I will settle for less
NO MORE
So move aside Prince Charming that's my King of Kings awaiting me at the door...
I'll take that crown that you have scorned and so deplore..
I'm royalty and to me you exist no more...

IMMUNITY

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