Heat.
Hurt Iz Heard. There Iz Only Darqueness.
Stress & Pain, The Chaotic Vibes R Severe & Intense.
Sense Makes So Sense & So & Thus Is Chaos.
Voices So Sweetly Feminine Yet Lifeless & Venomous Keep 2 Their Everheard.
"Dignified Damsels Of Destruction, B Borne!" Goes The Voice Of Velisha, The Goddess Of D.O.O.M.
"D.R.E.A.M. Now Falters & Breaks Down! Henchwomen Of Horrors, They R Now Ready 4 Our Nightmare Reality!" A Darque Paradise Iz Now Seen & All Previously Heard Voices R Each A Darque Priceless Jewel.
"Tell Them All Of The Revenge That Stays The Most Sweet!" The Voice Of Velisha, The Goddess Of D.O.O.M. Goes Away Hapily.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 2nd, 2024 09:39
- Comment from author about the poem: "The Agez Ov The Barbarian Princesses"
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments1
Great write
Thankz.
You're welcome
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