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JesterWho am I to you my king?
Like a finely sculpted statue, you sit high upon your throne
Which I have built up higher and higher with every thought of you
For to me you rank higher than any mere peasant like myself
I lay awake at night and ponder what is it? What is it you think of me?
And are these feelings mutual?
Or am I just a jester amongst jesters
Who walk into your throne and do nothing, but try to get your approval
To get your beautiful smile to draw open and bring the light into my darkened world
Still a mystery to me you are, I lust to be shown your world
To see through the eyes that I seem to be lost in every time I gaze over
So much there, so much unknown, so much to be revealed
But what if im not meant to be your queen?
What if this is just another paragraph in this godforsaken fairytale
What if its over before it even began,
And Im just rereading the story over again.
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