The road was smooth and clear
Not even a misty sign of fear
As usual, East the sun did rise
And by so, none would get the surprise
The Queen was of the King
The Queen's was the King
By that the kingdom was sealed
And all they needed with them filled
The seemed strong walls started cracking
From talking ,control shift, barking
The diadem had lost meaning
The love ship sinking
One had spied something different
Whereby rules term this indecent
The focus had shifted
The balance drifted
The term 'we used to' did knock
Now driving to hit a hard rock
Honey in the moon had been licked dry
Now nothing more is witnessed than one's cry
Sweet has changed taste and now its bitter
The warmth is more like a killer heater
The walk, the talk is in a lost direction
Everything submerged in deep perplexion
There then one brings it to the other,
Do you still love me?
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