✭⋆₊˚⊹《ℂ𝐇𝔸ʀA 𝐃Rᴇ𝔼爪𝐔ʀℝ》˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳➤✧☽ @YourNotSoImaginaryFriend

A golden flower, a heart of red,

A secret kept, a promise said.

I whispered plans for tea and seeds,

To fuel the hope that monsterkind needs.

The buttercups, a poisoned draft,

A cold design, a narrow path.

I gave my soul for us to rise,

To see the surface with your eyes.

But when they struck, you held your hand,

And brought us back to cavern sand.

You fell to dust, I fell to sleep,

In graves our parents couldn't keep.

He swore a war from off his throne,

To claim the souls and rule alone.

She fled the crown in deep disgust,

To leave him in the Ruins dust.