The Rarest Bluet

I stand here today

Venus in my name

Blue and poisoned, 

the holiest fate

Reminding your saint

the promise we made

The one by the sea

Your hip bones appraised

Come aide the palace

The hunger awaits

We need your guidance

They’re flooding the gates

Please stay at the throne

The kingdom bled dry

Your coffin portrait

was sent to the morgue

I tried all I could, to wrestle the grave

But death came for me, the rarest bluet

I’ve locked all the doors

You’re all that is left


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