His Majesty
By Pandora
You have traveled from your kingdom through the valley of the self-righteous bearing your contempt as a gift. Oh prince of the perfect am I to fall on my knees and beg of you a pardon, for in your eyes being human is a fault and your arduos journey to my door requires a tithing. Well sound the harolds for I have news. I am not your subject to be ruled. Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 04:32 PM PST 0 • 10
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"You have traveled from your kingdom..."