Skull Thrown @ Foe. Bellow Of A Enemy Hit & About 2 Die. Breathe Deep As, U, Partake Her Beauty.
Comely, Villainess 4 Hire.
Dire Queen After Dire Queen Know Her All 2 Well.
Hell, Blushes, When U Mention The Name Of This Luscious Daemon.
Cauldron, Of Whatever Worser Witch, She Drinks From When Famished.
Ruined Lands, After Her Warpaths.
Nights Spent Spending Treasures On The Most Handsome Gigolos.
Halos Of Slain Angels R Her Multitude Of Rings.
Earrings Of Onyx Skulls.
Pulls From, The Next Fine Cigarillo, Keep Her Calmed.
Wild Enough 2 Split A Sun With A Perfected Sword Stroke.
Cloak Of All Evils, She Again Dons, & Disappears Into The Darquened Gloom Of The Current City.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 21st, 2022 14:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Love.
- Category: Fantasy
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