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by Taree
Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1898002
She was dancing in the midst of war. She who was born for the sake of war and victory..
She was dancing in the midst of war.
She who was born for the sake of war and victory, valiantly charged upon the egregious enemies.
Her sword drenched in the redness of blood.
Her beautiful figure darkened in sins.
Her tainted hands longed for the warmth of life.
Her broken soul lost its essence.
The sound of her broken heart destroyed all sounds echoed love.
Her ears could only hear the sounds of war,
the clash of irons, horrible shrieking before death, shouts of encouragement and victory, grieving tears of defeat.
For every life she took, another chain strained her, brought her closer to the inferno.


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