Once before, he was a king,
To life, he tried to cling,
He even tried to sing the song of another heart…….. to sing
And not to be just another thing.
Somehow a demon disguised as an angel left his heart hanging from a string,
No longer did he sing.
Left the world alone,
Saw everything from his throne,
Left the whole world for the clones,
To the ones that moan and moan,
To the ones with a heart of stone.
Left the worries to the empty of heart,
For the ones that enjoyed the moment and then move on.
He left it all for the ones that only look back
And refuse to acknowledge the dark.
Lost his darling,
The only one that faked helping him with his pain.
He became the guard, constantly guarding,
The king was no more; no reign.
A king without a kingdom,
A realm without a king,
Only shades of an old coloring.
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