THE QUEEN CALLED LIES
It was spun by her, the queen of the mist, with perfection she prepared it for every one on her list. she hides in the dark and waits for prey. "No don’t go that way, stop! I say". But no, like the rest he gets caught in her web, she emerges, wraps him up and carries him to her bed. where she injects his mind with the serum of paralysis, crippling his mind, shattering it to pieces. Oh! What a web, sticky and tangly, but he gets comffy, because another lie comes in handy. The next to cover the last, and so the story goes, he thinks he is smart, but yet the story knows, that all in her web will be eaten by the queen, slowly, but surelly fading from the seen. untill her darkness envelopes his soul, with a one way ticket to hell, and his first lie was the toll. Will he ever be redeemed from her clutches? I’ll never know, but her kingdom is one place I’m sure i’ll never go
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