Realization ((Poems of a Rouge))
The charge is treason
The Reason I will never bow before another again
For Both ally and enemy Saw there Opening
As i Played The Foole, Before the court
And Now I sit in my cell
The gallous Hanging Over head
Waiting for the day
I will be dragged before all
And Hung Untill dead.
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