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Fallen Kingdoms
Once upon a time
amidst the skies
within a metal tower out of many
a glass imprisonment incases a beauty
not a breath
not a flicker
for too long she hasn’t woke
Within the glass
her golden hair glows
sways in sparkling blue liquid
tubes of rainbows spill within her veins
metal relics and white mirrors
stay lit with lingering sounds
no ice
not yet
For this inner sanctum
Light is given to a sorrowful haze
what is heard is the shifting cold frost
eerie whistles
the winds cry around the colossal ruins
columns of endless stone, glass and color
just hollow remains
Nothing
No more
It was past the end
everything became nothing
their creations and their destruction
this frozen world became their aftermath
the only light within this dark future
the cursed
the beauty
Her endless life within dreams
not a kiss
nor an end
for it has been centuries past centuries since
a prince
engulfed by green flames
a dragon
of black scales and a terrible heart
and a sleeping princess
forsaken amongst the charred ruins
now trapped in a sky kingdom
Another kingdom
Another has fallen