sins composed of lust and envy
enter queen jealousy
her heart is made of frozen glass
soul is cold and mind is magic
rose petals fall to the ground
with an everlasting sweet sound
she reaches down to pick one up
but her hand passes through as if she were a ghost

i haven't written a chorus yet but it's def gonna have something about the Queen of Hearts in it. tell me what you think!! thanksss
Obama '08