The Dead Queen

Random poem that popped into my head.

The Dead Queen

I walked into the world of shadows,

and my heart began to race,

the feeling of mortality.

My blood returning to my veins.

I wished this upon my self,

runs through my thoughts.

As the feeling soon slips away,

I am cursed and forever shall I remain.

Though my heart yearns for death,

my heart is forever dead.

So I will thirst the world of life.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Calibaster]

You could expand this into an entire story! Well done!