My Queen

by jocelyn   Jun 17, 2012


Looking out into the crowd
So many people
But I'm looking for you

I'm distracted
And he takes advantage
Pushes me to the floor
His fists fly
And my head drops

Blood on the ground
Lands on a pair of heels
I look up
My visions blurred
Through a red haze
I see you watching
Now that I've found you
This fights over

A few quick jabs
He's out cold
And I rise
The champion

My chest is heaving
My muscles twitching
And my legs give out
Dropping me to my knees
Bowing before you

My queen.

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