6 Broken Hearts

One stone that will skip
Like a heartbeat across the lake
Drifting further away
With every single hit
Two lions lay on either side
My throne is centered tall
On this cloud I glide
My smile deviously dark
Three waves of foam and seaweed
Rest the wicked to shore
Over the roar of the lions
The ocean slips on by
Four trees reflecting
In this summer light
The setting of the burning sun
Beats the mist of night
Five men are dead now
I hold their bloody hearts
They’re cold against my chest now
But I just leave the lying in the dirt
Six days have gone by
These men still search for me
But I’m not a widow
I’ve merely been set free

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