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D.O.A.

D.O.A.
Prom Queen.
D.O.A. on the stage while accepting her crown.
Prom King.
Grieving over his queen.
Her pink gown now soiled by the filth on the floor.
Prom Queen.
Her need to be perfect was her death.
Her king.
Now has a new Queen.
Do you see, Your Highness?
Your death was in vain.
Written by grave_robber16 (Ash.)
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