The Conqueror

The Conqueror

There was a girl

Who’s brave enough

To fix the broken pieces

Of her fragile heart.

 

She put walls

Around herself

Trying to save

For what is left.

 

But the conqueror came

With his mighty blade

Break the wall

Into tiny pieces.

 

It is then,

When the girl expects

Thinking that the conqueror

Would stay and never leave.

 

But like a smoke

He then flew away

Living the girl broken,

Damage and bleeding.

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