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Queen Without A Crown

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I stand alone
My pair of cold, narrowed eyes scouring the rubble around me
Those black leather boots of mine clinging to my feet
As I hum a song of sorrow.

It tastes like whiskey,
The polluted air.
I'm addicted to being an outlaw
Because I've got hardly any responsibilities.
But since I know how to survive
I won't be broken & bruised for being myself any longer.

It's bittersweet love that he conveys
Because in reality,
It doesn't exist.
But I'm still restless for it
As though the one I love can hear the lies that spew from my mouth
Lies are deadly.
And he'll just act as though it's nothing.

But this time, he died
And I trek through this nightmare with his final words racking against my brain
Though I'm not looking back
And I'm not regretting anything.

Cherry chapstick buried in the school grounds
Plastic merging with the earth
Everything is withering
So will you be there for the funeral?

I know it's a sin
To be standin' in the rain
With lust on my mind
But I can't help it
Because it's a dying wish
That caused our hearts to collide & plummet to the depths of hell.

It makes me wonder why I have a burning desire
To fulfill the orders of a dead man.
But I've got summertime sadness
As simple words caused me to die
Even though he kept me close.

I don't run towards any temptations
Even though I've been out here for days.
Not even his charcoal eyes can stop me from staying alive
Because those became the snake that caused me to sin.

And now that I stand upon a mound of debri
I know that someone's sharing space with my tar black heart
But I also know that others are trying to kill me, too.
So I'll drive them down
I'll still be upon my two feet
No matter what'll happen to me
Since I'm now a queen without a crown..
Mega poem 'tis.
I referenced many of the titles of my own works, so look for those!!
Hope ya enjoyed that ;)

-Chell
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