pharaoh
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I’d treat you like a queen, but what does it mean?
Not a thing, cause I’m new, and you want the old
You tell me nothing even matters, you lie to me
Warmth of your touch… yes, your lie's so bold
A Pharaoh sits upon His sunny throne,
Surfeited,
Craven,
Oblivious.
The Clouds move in,
The Sun,
Veiled, hides beneath a layer
Of darkness.
Another day wasted.
