Bent crown

mirror mirror on the wall
the bent crown on a fraudulent queen
mirror knows no lies
‘My Queen, you are the fairest in the land.’
poisoned blood reflects void from the sparkling crown jewels

rainbow trapped in the heiress’ slumber
waiting for the sympathy rain to flood the forest
when the dove brings in the royal crown
seven complexions radiating through the glass coffin

mirror mirror on the wall
the bent crown on the rightful Queen
mirror knows no lies
‘My Queen, you are the brightest in the land
surpassing diamonds, pearls, sapphires, emeralds and rubies’