Unclean, Composed Of Pollution. Of Villainy.
NAssty SeXXXually Whilst Onliest SuperSeXXXy.
Gladly She Spreads Her Decadence Slaying With Both Soulsword & Spells.
Bells Rusted Sounding As The NeXXXt Enemii Castle Falls.
Dolls Erotique Make Up The Enchanted Soldiers Of Her Ranks.
Ankhs & Crowns Of Pure Gold Melt N The Blaque Lavas Of Her Sincerer Aftermath.
Wrath Unspeakable Of THE GRAND QUEEN.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 10th, 2022 14:34
- Comment from author about the poem: A Sunday DayD.R.E.A.M. During Spring.
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments1
very cool vivid imagery
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