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She lived in the night
In a night where no moon or sun ever rose
She was beautiful
Her eyes
Her hair
Her smile
My thoughts overtook me
Her mere presence spelled the wiccan demise
I swear the universe danced in her eyes
But my eyes cleared as the poison withered away
So I poisoned myself again to see the angel in the dark.
Zach Lallian Apr 23
I have ended wars single-handedly
Brought blood-soaked gods to their knees
Dragged the stars from the sky down to the soiled ground
Burned cities and ravaged empires
I have won and won countlessly But perhaps my greatest victory was lowering my weapon

— The End —