Reign Of Broken Thrones


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battled and bruised
blood covers the wounds
body torn with no disguise
heart rusted with lies
feet tired of walking
Breaths seem like choking
a world of lies is mine
in my throne-I shine
Thorns wrapping me fast
a torment shall forever last
for what am I being here?
I wish none of this was real
In my torment I alone swing
It sounds inevitable, my end
Everyday I come to your place
which is now my eternal disgrace
hoping that one day I'll wane
From the sin that is my reign
Though I don't know what I've done
Giving up is because I never won..
I don't know if this can be a poem or not..but anyway..

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