she killed the queenthe page
the king and the joker too
i killed the whole licorice allsorts mix of collectables with a kiss
because im horrible and deserve to suffer...
i danced between the flames, licking my wounds
pretending to laugh, pretending to smile
so the groundlings believed that everything was smooth and that clarity had settled, like glass
just like glass. sharp and cutting.
ill walk away before its my time in tears.
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