Shrouds
That royal blood
seeps into me and
Shrouds
the last shred of hope
and dignity that
Shrouds
any tiny last bit of me
that isn't
Shrouded
to begin with.
Author's note: If this poem confused you... then good. It did it's job.

Shrouds
That royal blood
seeps into me and
Shrouds
the last shred of hope
and dignity that
Shrouds
any tiny last bit of me
that isn't
Shrouded
to begin with.
Author's note: If this poem confused you... then good. It did it's job.
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