The Shining Queen
Sharing a hopeful wish with an
Aspect of illusion dawned to an unkown
Realm. Obtaining life and love, only to
Arrive at the well of lost souls. Like a
Kid reaching out in the dark only to be
Reinvited back to hell. An
Angel brought down to save me from a
Portal of
Oblivious devastation. Finally awaking from a deep
Hurtful plane of cold icy ashes
Leaning on a shoulder no more, a beauty of the universe. My savior!
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