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Misti Sarkar

Drama Romance

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Misti Sarkar

Drama Romance

A Queen With Her King

A Queen With Her King

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Its a pride of conquering lands

Or just more than that

Touching a new hand every day

Expecting the queen to hold your hand


Tell me oh my king

How sooner you will fall for me

For I am the queen

But my world is confined within thee


For your eyes to come on me

Maintaining a seductive nature is the need

No matter how pure my love is

Your manly hands touching those soft dead skin,

only lust is what I get to see


Only promises and some love I want to feel

Some moments of respect not from the

people but from you, my majesty

Never did these royal gems attract me

But your love was a jewel 

Which the queen never received


It's like my death

To see you smiling at some maidens

More than you touch my heart

You touch the skin, opening my pride's necklaces


My fate is known to me

My life is like a doll indeed

I have a crown but not what I need

Your love for me was never there

I was blindfolded in this royalty maybe


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