The Queen of Hearts

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Heads up: If you ever get the chance to meet the queen of Hearts, don't look straight into her eyes, for that is the first way she steals your heart. Her scent is sweet and mysterious and her smile is mind blowing. 

Yes I am a victim because I looked into her eyes. I knew what I saw, Rainbows in 3D; I couldn't take my eyes off her unbelievable beauty, it legit left my mind suspended and I swear I couldn't afford to blink, too scared that she'll be gone before the blink's complete. Oh yes I didn't think of nothing else, practically oblivious of my environment. Felt like the sun casted all of His attention on her, (gasps)or maybe the sun looked into her eyes too; I mean look at her pictures, she's always holding a sunflower. Pretty sure the sun gave it to her as a symbol of whatever...I don't really care. All I want is for this moment not to think of ending, it's not even a request, it's a threat. 

Something must kill a man, and I think I just found it... sharply my eyes strayed away and I noticed she was guarded by dopamine and ecstasy and immediately I felt their vibe; Jiggy Jiggy went my heart and it stopped for a sec when she uttered her first words to me. You see communicating with my heart was no problem at all, she spoke its language fluently and convinced it to yield to her demands, leaving it in subjection and utmost fealty. Truth is she is a unique kind of record producer cus only her be making heart beats on a daily, she is so mad at it that she could make your heart go from dibb dubb to dibb..didibbdibb..dubbdubb. 

She is not just a Queen, she is a mastermind of Things unseen and tales untold. She once sold feathers to birds, her lies are the most expensive so we buy them at the expense of our soul. You look up to her and she makes you fall, she helps you up only for you to fall again but this time, in love. I still wonder how she pictures a man's heart, snaps and frames it up to get it arrested.. Cardiac arrest; the fate of all who toiled with her. Look she is arch enemy with the brain because immediately the brain starts to dialogue with the heart, she begins to slowly lose her grip. So during execution, her favourite line is "off with the head". 

I break free from her hypnosis once in a while at least when I accept that the more I look, the less I see. She moves with illusion and stirs up your darkest desires. Bro Stop shuffling already, cus Even if you threaten them with clubs, They will always pick her over diamonds. She's never alone, she has a pack of cards...cardiac sorceresses.
Heads up: The Queen of heart is Magic redefined.

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