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Dancing like crackling fire
but never away from her protective gaze.
Four young spirits, eagerly waiting for the next day.
The shadow of war was upon them, rebellion was just around the corner,
yet there was still time to change their fate.
Then the doors opened. It became too late.
The throne crumbled down, the curtains were torn apart,
lovers were gone, dreams were broken
and a window became their whole world.
The hatred of mankind washed over them,
the princesses were never heard laughing again
as darkness enveloped the house
and the land of the Romanov turned red.
but never away from her protective gaze.
Four young spirits, eagerly waiting for the next day.
The shadow of war was upon them, rebellion was just around the corner,
yet there was still time to change their fate.
Then the doors opened. It became too late.
The throne crumbled down, the curtains were torn apart,
lovers were gone, dreams were broken
and a window became their whole world.
The hatred of mankind washed over them,
the princesses were never heard laughing again
as darkness enveloped the house
and the land of the Romanov turned red.
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I wrote this while thinking about the BBC Documentary about the Romanov princesses.
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I wrote this while thinking about the BBC Documentary about the Romanov princesses.
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This made me sad, nice job!