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She was given a golden crown, Coveted by all of men. But at sixteen her luck was down. And with a quill ink pen. One sent her off to a tower, For the treason she didn't commit.
Roses are thrown. Violets are slashed. They held a throne. And brutally crashed. He was a king. She was a queen. They each had a ring. They ruled together indefinitely. King loved violets.
The clouds rumble Change. Rain in torrents Pain.
I am but a mother Though you criticise my name, Advertise me as a harlot And an open lesbian. But I was just a pawn, Trafficked from my home, A political slave From the Holy Empire of Rome.
Dear sweet princess you were a true beacon light, your hair so blonde and voice of love and right, They used you like poor cinders for there own mischievous plan, unaware that you would make your...