A King’s Decree

As I walk the plank, I lose heat, my eyes do fade

My feet, they freeze, the sun turns blue, then you appear

I say, I love you, I hurt, and that I’ll miss you

Will I live in your mind, will you let me stay there?

Will you allow my air to flare, in your quiet care?

As I drop to the wave, I hear a final groan

I ruled the weak like a king, and I made them fat

But the queen chose to live far, why I will never know

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