factions warring,
numbers dwindling.
deceptive,
lustful,
her body is the keenest weapon.
time spent in guise of enemy,
she becomes one,
is one,
has always been one.
rebel and free-thinker,
turned infiltrator,
betrayer.
seduced,
lulled,
a kiss as distraction.
a hand embracing body,
pulling her closer,
driving both weapons through the heart.
crimson stains,
life flows free,
a heretic ******
“In the name of His Ever Vigilance, this one dies alone.”
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 12:24 PM UTC
factions warring,
numbers dwindling.
deceptive,
lustful,
her body is the keenest weapon.
time spent in guise of enemy,
she becomes one,
is one,
has always been one.
rebel and free-thinker,
turned infiltrator,
betrayer.
seduced,
lulled,
a kiss as distraction.
a hand embracing body,
pulling her closer,
driving both weapons through the heart.
crimson stains,
life flows free,
a heretic ******
“In the name of His Ever Vigilance, this one dies alone.”
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