When Words are first Spoken.
Bells Chime with alarming time.
These walls were built within to be his guardian.
Once used as his token of absolution.
Though never again he cursed himself.
For you I was wrong to keep you out.
When Caution of cruel intentions, waived by thoughts of affection'
Walls once needed Strongly held,
Thought to be Impenetrable at a time of desperation.
When forgotten, how quickly a sun set under these walls you razed.
Amidst the distraction of a confused feeling of admiration filled with willingness to let his heart wonder.
All that can be seen on the ground, lies piles of rubble.
Puddles of tears held within.
Whilst sitting upon his throne.
All alone in a world of his own creation
Missing his once proudly adorned crown.
A life born from forced separation.
built upon this unstable foundation
Expected was this once lost life never to be found.
Just beyond these newly reenforced walls.
Erected to hold in what torn derelict feelings that engolfs his mind.
lackless are the entry gates to his court.
Never to let another plunder what little treasure he holds within.
Always will he wish to embrace a past that never could have lasted.
So far gone is his ability to see
Long forgotten these relics of his past are worthless now.
Majestically alone high upon his throne.
Ruler of one, ruler of all he needs.
regal his attire never to hear another to call him sire.
quiet now are the bells that once chimed the alarm.
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