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Hate to the desires that falls upon the other hands torn to two oh, what wicked kings To crown the serpent, burning the ancient dove's feathers Shambling presence, odd pretence Hatred burning, lust no long deserving Torn in thorns, seen no more flickering lights, fuming flames smouldering walls down across the buried bodies of them all Oh, What wicked kings to **** them all what hate to the desires that goes on forth the damning thrones To death throes for all hoped that lived, now no more Oh what wicked kings To where the lands are darks and people do not strive to roam the streets at all Oh what wicked kings, **** them all.
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May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 9:48 AM UTC
What wicked kings
Hate to the desires that falls upon the other hands torn to two oh, what wicked kings To crown the serpent, burning the ancient dove's feathers Shambling presence, odd pretence Hatred burning, lust no long deserving Torn in thorns, seen no more flickering lights, fuming flames smouldering walls down across the buried bodies of them all Oh, What wicked kings to **** them all what hate to the desires that goes on forth the damning thrones To death throes for all hoped that lived, now no more Oh what wicked kings To where the lands are darks and people do not strive to roam the streets at all Oh what wicked kings, **** them all.
what's this poem about? I don't know. Sometimes the pen writes for you
#wicked#kings#hate
FC_Azaele
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FC_Azaele
In the rain
May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 9:48 AM UTC
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