1. Fallen Crown

In the dreary nights

Dark forests home

Cold woods in the night

No rest, alone

The regret, it bites

Heavy like stone


To the dreary plight

I now succumb

So dank to drink

My tongue is numb

Can't speak a word

My mind is dumb


Falling down

Without a sound

As I sigh

Pondering how

I wore my lies

Wore my pride

Like a crown

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Part one of a narrative story I have in mind....

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