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Curse of I

She will live out of sight
Only daring to walk at night

The sun will burn her
Like the poisonous spider
That sits upon her wrist

Doomed to fear her prince
Afraid of the signs of her very birth
They mark her bloodline

The curse of the me
Her own mother
The dark queen

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  • Melodies
    January 17
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    Oooooooooooooooooh!

    A wonderful poem... darkly beautiful and I love it!