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Once Was His Queen
{Once Was His Queen}
I was once your queen
You was once my king
but now I am nothing not even a friend to you
and now I cannot stand that you are still alive and breathing
and you have moved on like I never was your queen or even your lover
and I try to move on but I'm always hoping for us to make our ways back to each other but I know that will never happen ...
Friday 8th December 2017 3:32 am
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