Once upon a Crown..

In depth, clumsy 

Words, philosophy
Over throned, words of fame
Oh lay it down, in the fathers name
Growing even has my heart is pounding.
Thy kingdom’s will, won’t leave me mourning.
Quenched. All that ever was buoy
Oh Queen that hath ever been sore.
Would I be your Queen Bee? No I’ll be More..
Victoria Olajide

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