To Be The Queen

To be the queen of her own manner,
She sarificed her kingdom with great might,
She burnt every wood in sight,
Stealing shelter from every light,
She thought she knew what was right,
She thought she was that bright,
When her soul was left quaking,
She realised the mistakes she was making,
“To be the queen of her own manner”,
She wore this bold banner,
Saying it all alright,
She would burn her heart if need be so,
‘To be what she didnt know’

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