Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done

Does that hurt, my King?
Life, with an ever
lasting sting? I said
I love you, but that
could change. When all I
want is you to range.
Emotions fill your
heart. It's never too
late to start. My King
you could be
sure of any
thing.

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