Ice queen

She is a queen

With a broken crown,

Living in her ice castle

In a tattered gown.

Her tears and pain

Are scarred onto her throne,

In this kingdom of ghosts

Were she walks alone.

Her castle is sinking

From the anchors they tied,

She is not afraid

As she has already died.

She doesn’t need an army

Her walls are built high,

So far from the ground

She can touch the sky.

She sits in the clouds

Prepared to fight,

Waiting for her ashes

To scatter into meteorite.

She is the fearless queen

Living worlds away,

She can’t be discovered

In just one day.

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