A Lamb, A Lion, and A Queen
Tis` a pity that you find wit in that of my lonliness
When it is you who I seek amour from
Though it was my heart on the line, I was the one who put it there this time.
Only a foolish little lamb would fall for such a sadistic lion
Who was struck so cruelly by the threatening lioness whom is so called love.
A Queen not fit for this king, shall be over thrown by his namless mistress.
But she is known to all, in her own right
for she is his lamb and he, her lion.
But Alas, we are different from that my love,
because you are my death and I am yours
Because when the lion knows his own strength
No man can control him.
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