A Love For A Leader
Cousins
Crimson Blood Bond
I, the loyal follower
You, the monarch
Following In
The black high heels you made me buy
So I could foolishly stumble behind you
With misplaced trust
My offering
The stone colored sweater
Which you declare squeezed me
Like the crown of thorns you placed on my head
While I placed gems in the one I stowed upon yours.
Dictator
Ruled under an iron fist
Which you disguised as a toxic love.
Freedom
Found in new lands
With No Ruler
Friends that hold my hand
And guide me
As I fumble in jagged heels
With trust that will take me
From coast to coast
Who will clothe me in the finest silks
Lacing them with the finest jewels.
Independence
Unselfish love from those who
May not be linked by blood
But in spirit
Love
Something in which delivers you from
A peasant to a queen.
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