Abandoned

Constructed a castle on soft sand,

skin scorched by sizzling sun.

I built a throne for you

surrounded by pebbles

as if they were diamonds.

You are fit to be king,

to be the ruler of my kingdom

and I trust all in you.

One fierce gust of wind,

a wave multiplied,

tall enough to drown all my dreams

and flood the castle.

My king has been carried away,

and I lay heartbroken,

alone,

wondering where it all went wrong.

I thought you promised that

you would forever stay.

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