Love Poem: The Queen's Letter, a Lost Mind
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Written by: Ronald Campbell

The Queen's Letter, a Lost Mind

I tell you I do not know you one from the others, who you are all standing 
there, be so kind as to name yourselves. (crime) who am I to cast out 
shadows, not even the father know you! Yet man that living dust on that 
water and dust place call earth gives you a name. (crime) our father - our 
creator calls you bad deeds. Why are you here with me a lost mind are you 
to me? Why do you come now to see me cast out by my husband. Yes you I 
know you but only at night. 
You are forever to dwell in horror and in hell by he who bring time and 
place within itself. For the mind can make its own heaven or hell. But I be 
the same free to built envy and to drive choices whether it be good or evil. 
Free to reign ambition to faithful friends. Yes I see you there Beelzebub you 
unhappy arm! What that’s lost light I hear there in your voice! A hope of 
fear and extremes worst, you shall never be as happy as I once was. When I 
and the two of me consulted in you our enemy! 
What in return did you give one of me? Calamity from hope, Satan mute 
eyes, large bulk monstrous works of night. The pilot, the will of seducing 
him to me to test is love for me! But when he learned of our deeds, wrathful 
eyes from his flaming eyes reared his stature, backward pointing spires with 
horror vales! His light dim with the force of his fury, shattered aside his 
kingdom, and I o’ I become your mate! But you were not happy with just 
that - for you and his brother raped me mixing you and their seeds with the 
three of me! Casting upon earth every races one after the other and I faded to 
fall! 
My husband – my beloved husband suffer the wrath of the father for an 
injustice judgment! You Lucifer standing with the heroes of old and among 
your peers and yet you still falls deeper into hell! Now go chase pain and 
sorrow go find fix thoughts in silence, for the burnt soil of your faith is 
dreadful even to me!!!!!