Thursday, July 28, 2011

the queen woman

She was free


She come with beauty

She goes with unhappy

As she takes the hearts

She has no mercy

Her heart knows any kindly

She was very smart

She passed and looked

With the end of her sight

The hearts become imprisoned

She ordered ,they obeyed

She talked ,they listened

She pointed ,they raced

She stood ,they stood

She moved ,they followed

She went , they were gone

Who returns that run?



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