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Me're Royals

Kingdom of thorns, pierce my side
Call it a rose by any other name
The final blood stained petal falls
Sweet smell of pride, throughout remains,

Lighter tides no more,
No longer soften clouds of doubt
King of crowns corrupted,
Reign supreme, hope bleeding out,

Darker days taint the sun
Drowning knowledge borderline
Temptation mounts a luscious peak
Red seduction, rejects assumption, my fair lady, one of a kind.
Written by BelBoyd333
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