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Once, a king and his queen dined.

Eating chunky portions, they laughed and danced.

They smiled and went along with tunes of the music playing.

They loved each other.

But it wasn’t enough to satisfy the dark ones.

The beasts that lay low, but strike hard.

They are known as:

fear the killer,

Doubt the destroyer,

Jealousy the strategist,

Hate the dreadful,

Anxiety the deadly,

They roamed free, these demons.

Dancing around this couple, they attacked.

They used every weapon they had in store.

They said the king was unfit for the queen.

Tried to destroy his mental health using his insecurities.

Tried to separate the queen from her king.

They said she was pure and needed better.

And so the king lay there in pain.

The wounds from the attack opened.

They festered and hurt but he smiled.

He knew his queen wouldn’t leave,

For she guarded something that only she could destroy at will.

His heart, he had given to her.

He knew she wouldn’t let go.

She’d fight till the end knowing the battle would be won.

The Darkness shrouded them completely.

Despair waiting to finish them up.

But with a smile on their faces they shared a kiss.

The arrows came pouring and they hit hard,

But If I remember correctly?

They triumphed.

The scars became memories,

They became bonds,

They became hope,

And with this the battle ended.

Today they roam free,

Happy as larks, wondering what sort of danger they’d experience next.

The dark king and his queen,

Now isn’t that bliss?